My Grandchildren

Blessed are the children and grandchildren

Little One


As I look up
Toward the sky
I see everything
Way up so high.

If I could reach
Up in the air,
I'd touch the things
So high up there.

I'd reach the table
To touch the light
Which stands so tall
And shines so bright.

I'd touch my dad
As he walks by,
Waving down to me
As he says good-bye.

I'd kiss my mom
Who smiles at me
'Cause I love her
And she loves me.