I dream of the old days
when I was just a kid...

When grandma would tell me
what a great job I did...

Grandma lived with us for a while
she could always make me smile...

Sometimes I would sass her
and tell her a fib...

Now that wasn't very smart
but I was just a kid...

She was very generous
on trips she would buy...

Me storybook dolls
and I'll tell you why...

Because she loved me
and wanted me to be...

The best little girl
she knew I could be...

by ~ Judy