Grandma Dear Poem by Christine K. Trease

My grandma is a special one, she's always there for me.
She kisses all my blues away, and takes me
on her knee as she cuddles me down in her
arms and sings sweet songs to me.
She only sees the good in me, she never
sees my bad, cause she's the bestest
grandma that I've ever, ever had!
Now, even though I've noticed that my ears
are way too big, and my nose could be much
straighter and my hair could use a wig,
When grandma looks at me and smiles her
special smile to me, I feel about as perfect
as a little kid could be 'cause I've the
bestest grandma that there'll ever, ever be
and I hope I never grow too big to sit upon her knee.