Frosty Morning Walk

My Grandad was a wanderer, especially on a day like today, "Wrap up warm, let's go for a walk", is what, he used to say. Cold and frosty mornings, with the sun, just rising in the sky, Brings back happy memories and a tear to my eye. He'd walk for miles, here, there and everywhere, Saying hello to passers-by, many pleasantries he would share. As he got older, his wanderings got a little less, He would catch a bus back home, but his walks would still impress. He was always cheerful, he always wore a smile, For those he loved, he walked an extra mile. On a frosty morning like this, I'll wrap up warm and go for a walk, My Grandad will be beside me; we'll just laugh and talk.