Grandchildren 3 Poem by Skittles XOXO

Their here again, how can this be?
Walking to the door 123.
One: has her lip gloss,
Two: has her barbie,
Oh wait here he comes, the lil man of the family.
One: she goes right for the T.V,
Two: she goes to see what food there can be,
Three: here he comes straight for me.
The noise oh the noise,
I must keep my poise.
#1 pinches #3, and then theres the scream,
Please wake me from this terrible dream.
I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, its all i hear,
I'll surly go crazy is what i fear.
I sit and i watch my house getting trashed,
Into my carpet a cookie gets smashed.
Whats that i hear, a car in the drive,
Thank you dear God i'm still alive.
They walk out the door just as quick as they came,
I say goodbye to them each by their name.
My poor lil house is so much amiss,
Oh wait here they come for a hug and a kiss.
My three lil grandchildren, gone for awhile,
See you tomorrow they say with a smile.
It's quiet now, there faces i see,
Can't wait to see my grandchildren 3.