Smiling faces, special treats.
Loving hugs and sometimes sweets;
Wrinkled skins but young inside;
Trusted friends who’re on your side.
They’re people who have time for me;
The ones who make the cakes for tea.
They’re friends who mend our broken toys
But sometimes say: “Now much less noise.”
Despite the fact they have white hair,
Grandparents are the ones who care.
They’re people with the hearts of gold -
The ones you love to hug and hold.
GRANDPARENTS ARE . . . .