Grandchild of Mine
His eyes and heart fill with angst of growing old, going to pre-school
The thought of learning excites him so, he sharpens up his manners
Spills his chocolate soy milk and finger paints me a new brown house
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Copyright © Caryl Muzzey | Year Posted 2011
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