To My Grand-Daughter
Whoop-tee-do and icky-poo, my grand-daughter I love you.
by Georgia Decker
Sticky suckers in my car, and grass hoppers in a jar.
Grandma’s girl with her new bike, trying to make it go right.
I can’t, I can’t—you can, you can! You big doll you’re bound to win.
Little sweetheart of our lives, with those big brown eyes.