Walking With Grandma
I like to walk with Grandma, her steps are short like mine. She doesn't say "Now hurry up." She always takes her time. I like to walk with Grandma, her eyes see things like mine do... Wee pebbles bright, a funny cloud, half hidden drops of dew, Most people have to hurry, they do not stop to see. I'm glad God made Grandma, unrushed and young like me.