Show GRANDMOTHER'S They're not the least like story book Because they're quite you know For grandmother knew all about it When she was a long She makes you feel as though you'd been And forget that you're living just You never once think of the grey in her Or the wrinkles across her When she now let me And crosses her hands in her We children sit so quiet and Just like she's taking a she if we Perhaps she might lose the And before she'd be able to find it Mother might put us to And so we wait till she shuts her And makes her rocking chair hen we know in a minute that she will I was a long Then she tells of the boys and Not the least little bit like And how they do the things And never get into a But grandmother says they not really Only you T wonder what their mother would say When she was a long Sometimes when we ask about different She gives such a queer little And will tell you some other Children now are too clever by I wish we'd been born when grandmother And had played with the children she And then we'd have been in the stories she And perhaps could be telling But grandmother gathers us close in her And says things are better just For the children she knew grew tired of And went to their rest long Mary in Rural |