He comes hurtling out the door
Flying into my open arms
My precious grandson is here
Giving cuddles: giving love
He is so happy to see me
After school; he is full of life
Ready to run about; have fun
"I love you Nana" he cries
"I'm glad you came to pick me up
I'm ready for my chocolate milk
Let's go and buy some now!"
Eagerly we walk the metres
Faces flushed with cold
But it is a wonderful feeling
To be loved so much: some days
Even though I am feeling quite old...
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