'Grandsons' Laces' Poem by Linda Winchell

While bending over… to tie my Grandsons’ shoe lace
I saw what looked…to be a part of my face.
It wasn’t a smile… looked more like a frown
My Grandson shouted…”Grandma”… your face is falling down! ”

I was shocked at what…this little one had said
All I wanted to do was… go and bury my head!
How could this happen?
How could I’ve… gotten so old?
That now my Grandsons’ words
Can… feel so cold.

Guess time snuck up…. while I wasn’t aware
And now my young body and my youthful looks
Got up and went somewhere.

Shocked though I was at what was relayed
I continued to tie his laces…so he could go out to play.
With a hug and a kiss my Grandson in a soft loving voice did say
“Grandma I love you …and wouldn’t have you any other way! ”

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009