Grandma
I love the memories that we MakE
Like when we go to the ParK
I love the time we spend on the LakE
I love when you tell me i'm SmarT
I love when we decorate easter eggs & the christmas Tree
You sure know how to make a thanksgiving meal
You mean so much to Me
I love your word's of wisdom-the have helped me very MucH
And even when your far away...I can still feel your warm ToucH
I love the stories that you tell...of your younger Day'S
I love your cozy home &it's smell of the cookies on the Tray'S
And when I get big, tall, &StronG
And set out on my Own
I know it won't be very LonG
Before I wish I wasn't GrowN
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A sweet tribute to your Grandma! However grown we are, we like to curl into the lap of a Grandma who is the very incarnation of love and concern and listen to her stories and enjoy the delicacies cooked by her! The relationship between a Grandma and her grandchild is something special, especially in the initial stage of growing up! Enjoyed!