Grubby little
fingers,
Dirty little face;
Racing through life at the speed of
light,
There's no one could take his place.
Riding on a stick
horse,
With a cowboy hat and a gun;
Accomplishing his mission in
life,
To bring mischief, laughter and fun.
There's no one like a
grandson,
To bring a grandparent joy;
Snips and snails and puppy dog
tails,
All wrapped in a little boy.
A little bit of sunshine,
A
blessing from the Lord;
He's got us right where he wants us,
He's the
little man we adore.
Allison Chambers Coxsey
"I Love you very much, my darling grandson".
