Grandparents Empty Nest

grandparents don’t want time out
the music stops from children’s tops
gone are the days they played with toys 
spilled food dropped cleaned up with mops
cuddling in blankets, sews bonding joys.

photos in a scrapbook reviews the past  
grandma & grandpa’s pride hangs on the wall  
sentimental thoughts of blessings to  last
lets have them back when they were small.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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