The World Hasn't Gotten To Them Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Outside on a back porch, watching Grandkids run around
chasing the dog and vice versa.

Laughter, giggles, yelling, enjoying their childhood to
the fullest.

Dog running, dodging the kids every which way, stopping
suddenly to eat a piece of burger dropped on the ground.

Then turning around, the dog now chasing Grandkids amidst
yelling and screaming, having fun.

It's great to see the world hasn't gotten to them yet!