The Grandies by Elaine H. Leone
A whimsical and timeless collection of verses celebrating the joys of the grandparent-grandchild connection
Caroline Cassandra Tate
Doesn’t know about paying bills
Or about the cost of real estate.
She wants to move to Beverly Hills.
She’d like a maid and a swimming pool,
A pony, a mansion, a Jaguar.
Caro thinks that it would be cool
To live the life of a movie star.
Well, to Grandy, it wasn’t funny.
(She hates to see a bubble burst.)
She said, “Well, Honey, save your money
And finish kindergarten first.”
When I sneezed, “ACHOO!”,
Tess said, “God bless YOU!”
Then I sneezed and sneezed again.
She blessed, I sneezed.
She blessed, I sneezed.
She stared at me and then
She said, “I’m going to go and play.
I can’t keep blessing YOU all day!”
Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme,
But most of these verses do.
Sometimes I sing as I write them.
You might want to sing them, too.
(The way it works with a Grandies rhyme,
you can change the tune almost every time.)
“Where are we, dear?
I don’t recognize this town.”
(We were out on Sunday
Just driving all around).
Noah said, “It’s Trash Can,”
And it made my mother smile.
“No kidding Mom, I saw the sign ...”
TRASH CAN 1/2 MILE
You never have to be lonely
Or wonder what you can do.
If you can read, adventures
Lie ahead of you.
Read!
Oh, please do read, dear hearts,
Whenever you have a moment free,
And if you don’t want to read alone,
Come over and read with me.
I would love to have you.
That’s what Grandy says.
Once we went to Kalamazoo
In Michigan, you know.
We rode in the car for hours and hours.
The trip seemed very slow.
So I dreamed of monkeys, chimpanzees
And imagined all the laughs,
But there were only aunts in Kalamazoo.
There were no giraffes.
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