I like to walk with Grandpa...
He takes his time you see.
His steps are little just like mine;
He stops and waits for me.
He lets me ask him questions.
He lets me hold his hand.
He makes me feel 10 feet tall
And I think that he is grand.
He says there's no one like me
And gold is what I'm worth.
When I get to walk with Grandpa,
I'm the luckiest kid on earth.
Patsy Gaut
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