"Pretty grandma"

mother before grand,
she always holds my hand

G,you always grab a smile from me,
R,you always drive me in your pretty car,
A,even though you cook well I donīt say
N,your eyes are little like drawn with a pen,
D,you always smile even if itīs cloudy
M,when Iīm in worries so somehow make me forget them
A, you always make my day!

Although Iīm not so good at rhymes,
I promise you to behave nice,
Hereīs a smile, a kiss, a hug
I love you, you are my drug

Author: Zumzum
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