I loved to visit Grandma
On Sunday afternoon
She made her special cookies
And let me lick the spoon

My sister went along with me
From the time that she was four
Just spending time with Grandma
Made us love her all the more

Grandma got out her fine tea set
And the table looked so grand
Then her cookies, nice and warm
Made it seem like a fairyland

She told us tales of long ago
Sometimes, a yarn she'd spin
I wish that I could change her back
To the way that she was then

Grandma doesn't know us now
It's sad to see her fade
I wish we could have tea again
With cookies that she made

We always felt so grown up
On those Sunday afternoons
With tea and cookies on our plates
And singing merry tunes

She will soon be with the angels
In God's sweet tender care
When it's my time, I hope that I
Will meet my Grandma there

Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
April 18, 2006
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