Early in the morning today my grandson inquires a strange thing over the telephone,
'Good morning grandpa, could you please tell me four similar words that related to the meaning of decaying and this is my teacher's question.'
'Good morning Sonny! Take a pencil stub and write down dear,
Rats, Termites, Parasites and Relatives.
Take care and be a good boy! '
Witty and engaging, your poem raises a twinkle in this reader's eye. You use the commonplace of living and turn it into a game. Your grandson is lucky to have such a grandfather. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very warm and amusing. It is plain to see that you have rapport with your little grandson. `10, for both of you. Kind regards, Sandra