Grandchildren

Their trill of laughter dispels all woes

It scampers off, in front of tiny toes

Clouds of darkness, part, to let in light

Laughter and sound, that makes the world bright

 

So happy, so innocent, and still so small

Their friendly chatter entrances one and all

Peals of laughter, screams of fun and joy

Are streaming behind this little girl and boy

 

My grandchildren have mischief in their eyes

Inside their tiny bodies, tons of energy, lies  

They run, they skip, they slide and they play

With unrestrained joy, they brighten up the day.

 

It’s nice to see them mingle

It’s great to watch them smile

It’s fun to hear their jingle

It’s a treat to see their style

 

So, let them play and run

And enjoy their tons of fun

For the reason they were born

Is to brighten up our dawn.