My grandad has great big ears
and he's losing all his hair
he always wears a cardie
when he's in his special chair.
My grandad tells me stories
when I'm sitting on his knee
and in his cardie pocket
finds a lollipop for me.
He's always telling funny jokes
doing tricks and other things
and I always have to laugh
each time my grandad sings.
I love to give him cuddles
hugs and kisses too
my grandad really loves me
and grandad, I love you.
xxxxx
2006
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Johhhhhn, this is truly sweet and lovely! I wish I'd known my grandfathers. You've brought that quality of doting kindness that every child craves. Well done! Esther : ]