Grandparents Poem by Angela M. Maynard

Grandparents



Grandmother and Grandfather are here,
Visiting from Florida.
Here to be with dad,
He’s been sick.
Grandmother has a lot of pictures,
One’s I’ve seen hundreds of times before.
Grandfather has family tapes he made,
One’s I’ve seen hundreds of times before.

They can be annoying,
Grandparents I mean.
It’s the little things they do,
Doing things just to help.
They mean good,
But don’t always end good.
Grandparents love you,
No matter what they do.

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