Joy

Children's laughter
Children's tears
These don't alter
Down through the years

First come your own
To shape and to mould
Flesh of your flesh
Two bodies make one

As the years pass
And the children mature
Your one aim in life
Is to see them secure

Names mean a lot
And my favourite of all
Is when the door knocks

HELLO GRANDMA WE'VE COME TO CALL