~~BEING WITH GRANDMA~~

I like to walk with Grandma,

Her steps are short like mine.

She never says, “Now hurry up!”

She always takes her time.



I like to walk with Grandma.

Her eyes see things like mine do.

Wee pebbles bright, a funny cloud,

Half hidden drop of dew.



Most people have to hurry

They do not stop to see.

I’m so glad that God made Grandma

Unrushed and young like me.

~Author Unknown~