Loneliness was messing with Grandma’s heart.
Most everyone has known this type of blues.
Not sure how to lift her from the doldrums,
we shuffled to the car to take a cruise.

She was bothered that her blindness would prevent her
from seeing sights she’s known throughout her years,
but I told her to hold on we’d take the hilly roads
that tickle bellies and make wind to dry your tears.

Sunshine streaming in and Grandma comfy,
only on the road a little while,
tuned to 40’s on 40 on the radio
it made my day to see my Grandma smile!



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I like to write. I think too much!
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