Granny

If you are lucky

You get to be a granny

And get showered  with a loving smile

That stretches over a distant mile..

You get to calm their fears

You get to charge their gears

You lend your ears to hear

What’s meant for only your ear..

You spur them on forward

You guide them along the way

And they will with a kiss

Your loving kindness pay..

Your arms are always waiting

To fold them with loving care

And they will tiny secrets

With you, quite often, share

You protect them from the world

When taunts at them are hurled

You are their secret friend

For whom all rules you bend..

When parents are too busy

To look after their brood

It’s definitely the grandparents

Who lend a protective hood

They now have time to spare

To shower their loving care -

I am glad to be a granny

It’s a privilege that comes with age

And you get to shape the kids

In your exclusive image

And at night

When they cling with fright

And clutch your arms and knees

the monsters their mind does see

will surely turn and flee

A gentle kiss

On their heads

Will give them solace and peace

As you cover their tender souls

With a blanket made of fleece…