by Teresa Altman

Created on: April 29, 2008

SPECIAL PLAYMATE_

I'm standing in the doorway,
And watching for her car.
Mommy said she comes today,
Can't wait to feel her arms.

She always reads me stories
And tickles me to sleep.
She gives me toys and bible books
That I will always keep.

I ride her back like horsy'.
She makes me laugh too much.
And throws me up into the air,
This person that I love.

I wish that all my friends
Could have someone like her.
A grandma to adore them
And put them in a prayer.

My brother is too young now,
To roll upon the floor.
Whenever he gets old enough,
He'll join me at the door.

We'll wait until she gets here
Then play with her all day.
There's no one else like Nana',
It's meant to be that way.

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