A Short Poem

The GP's went down to GA,

They were looking to spend some time,

With the grands while their Mom and Dad

Went off to unwind.

Papaw and the grands rode bikes,

played outside and took a hike.

Grammy fed, both the kids and dog,

and slept each night like a log.

When it was time to head back home,

the littles started to moan.

I think they liked having us there,

But we had to rest our bones.

We'll be back, we told them,

But now we must go home to rest.

Three little ones hugged and kissed us,

We certainly are blessed.