Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2010
i have a little grandson he is only threehe comes round all the time just to visit mehe gets out his toys and there are quite a few then he tips them on the floor just like children do its such a lovely thing just to see his faceas i see the toys scattered around the placejust watching as he plays brings it back to methey way  it was when i was young the way it used to behe picks up all his toys then he says goodbyethen says i love and puts a tear drop in my eye.
Written by
william worthless
3.9k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems