Special Playmate
I'm standing in the doorway,
And watching for her car.
Mommy said she comes today,
I can’t wait to feel her arms.
She always reads me stories
And tickles me to sleep.
She gives me toys and bible books
That I will always keep.
I ride her back like ‘horsie’
She makes me laugh too much,
And throws me up into the air,
This person that I love.
I wish that all my friends
Could have someone like her.
A grandma to adore them
And put them in her prayers.
My brother is too young now
To roll upon the floor.
Whenever he gets old enough,
He’ll join me at the door.
We’ll watch for her to get here
Then play with her all day.
There’s no one else like 'Nana',
It’s meant to be that way.
While on the way to visit my grandsons one day, my daughter sent a text picture
(the one you see in my blog) of my grandson standing in the doorway with the
door wide open, waiting...looking for my car. He knew I was coming. There's
something very special about the bond between a grandparent and grandchild. I
wrote this for my grandchildren.
Copyright © Teresa Altman | Year Posted 2008
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