my grandparents were important to me.
I wanted to be just like them
but didn’t know what that would mean.
I didn’t know of their aches or their pains,
or someday my own aches to please.
I only saw grandpa’s white hair and his garden,
and heard him tell stories to me.
My grandma’s house was much more than a home,
and had sleep overs, cookies with milky sweet tea.
So where would we be without aging?
‘Twould be nice if the aches weren’t to be.
Grandkids, nieces and nephews ~ or any child we know ~
needs grandparents like me and like thee.
“A child needs a grandparent, anybody’s grandparent,
to grow more securely into an unfamiliar world.”
~ Charles and Ann Morse
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