By Jo Ann J. Lovelace
Grandma was getting wrinkled,
Grandma was getting old.
Grandma had worked hard,
in the heat and in the cold.
Grandma once washed diapers,
Grandma had often sewed.
Grandma washed many dishes,
Grandma the garden hoed.
Grandma baked cookies,
Grandma baked a pie.
Grandma did the ironing,
hung clothes on the line to dry.
Grandma picked berries,
carried water from the spring.
Grandma baked a cake,
broke beans while she would sing.
Grandma was always busy,
Grandma held baby tight.
Grandma once rocked a cradle,
Grandma worked day and night.
Grandma was there to help,
and to wipe the tears away.
Grandma always worked for love,
and she never worked for pay.
Copyright © 2002 Jo Ann Lovelace. All Rights Reserved.
