Little ones

Written by: Belynda Holst

The fountain of youth 
Is like a first tooth 
Making you feel young and free 
I could almost climb a tree 
Chasing the kids around the 
Feeling like a cat or a mouse 
Come tickle me nana I'm over 
Says the little voice ever so 
Laughs of joy fill the home 
This is what the little ones  
have always known 
Lots of hugs to be shared 
And nothing is to be compared 
Nana and grandchildren having 
a good day 
Only wish They could stay