Watching a Great Granddaughter At Play

by Bunny Moon
(State College, PA)

She frolics without care.
Her joy is plain to see:
Her laughter fills the air.

We two make quite a pair.
I rub my aching knee;
she frolics without care.

She gives me quite a scare,
scrambling up a tall tree.
Her laughter fills the air.

With energy to spare
(please, child, send some to me),
she frolics without care.

She cartwheels with a flair,
Calls, "Grammy, look at me."
Her laughter fills the air

With bursting heart I stare
at one so dear to me.
She frolics without care.
Her laughter fills the air.