There’s no way to describe the feeling you feel
As they jump up and down and excitedly squeal,
“Grandma, Grandpa,” they happily say,
“Can we, huh, can we come to your house to stay?
Awe please, Grandma, please , say its ok.
We promise to be good at least for today.”
Well your heart does a flip-flop and how could you say no
So to Grandma’s and Grandpa’s they happily go.
Theres ice cream to eat and bubbles for fun
And there’s always the park where they like to run
To climb on the rocks and butterflies chase,
The day rushes on at a fast-moving pace.
Well theres pictures to draw and pizza to eat
Accomplishing all can be quite a feat.
Decorate cookies, eat donuts, and look
At all of the pictures in vacation books.
Kids who like baths? Who would have thought,
The excited anticipation this activity brought.
To play in the water with makeshift toys,
Sailing boats and splashing, “boys will be boys.”
And “girls will be girls”
With their ribbons and curls.
The jamis are on and its time for bed
They’re all nestled in after prayers have been said.
And the house becomes quiet and I reflect on the day
Who was most blessed by having them stay.
For the joy of a child is a magical thing
And time passes quickly but memories cling.
Lord I thank you for the time with these little ones today
Grandma loves it when they come to her house to stay.
Lynn Radke July 9,2012