Visiting Grandma a Child's Delight
VISITING GRANDMA
At grandma’s house I am a queen
No luckier girl you’ve ever seen
I eat from willow plates so blue
And drink a coke or maybe two
She makes me tuna on nice bread
We sit together, napkins spread
She tells me stories, picks me flowers
These are my best and sweetest hours
I love her more than sun or moon
If I could sing-- she’d be my tune
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2012
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