Grandchildren

Written by: April Walter

I was so involvedin my own life
I never took time to look outside myself
Now with my eyes open I can enjoy the simple things
I notice the leaves on the tree change and fall
I noticed the clounds as the storm rolled in and then passed
I could enjoy the chrisp wind that blew on my face
Then I closed my eyes and was thankful for who I was today and all my faults cause I know I'm not perfect
But at the end of the day I'm perfect in their eyes
                                    MY GRANDCHILDREN