Grandma's Lap

by Diane Graebner

Those days when I was young
Ah, those remembered well
I'd sit upon my Grandma's knee
The stories she would tell:

A king whose love was just for gold
Adventures in a castle old
A fierce old lion in a tree

Oh how those days come back to me!
"Oh please, Grandma, tell it once more
The tales where gold and sunshine pour!"
Of love and stars and kings and moons
Of puppet shows, and sunlit rooms
Where flowers grow and bluebirds sing
Of sugar cookies, and more sweet things

Oh, if only to be a child once more
And again to hear the stories told

Of rainy days and moonless nights

Oh how I miss those days of old!

Dad's Lap
Jeff and Diane on Father's Lap

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