The days have changed
Though I still see the splendour
The beauty of life dressed in colours to thrill
The days are no longer
Nor short of great wonder
But something has changed that’s made living so real.
A life is born
A new life to ponder
A child, my grandson who will only flourish and grow
I will watch every season
And enjoy every reason
To revel in all that he’ll come to know.
Some days will be hard
Some lessons will hurt
And I know there will be times when he’ll cry
I cannot promise to be
The best man he meets
But I will always be a granddad that tries.
