morning with my grandkids

A bunny sits sunning in the early morning dews,
The chipmunk flits and darts from under two canoes,
A rooster is calling us with cockle-doodle-dos,
And plaintive is the song of mourning doves' coos.

The dogwood barks, and the cowslip moos,
The weeping willow sobs with loud boo-hoos,
The sanddab sits digging while the catfish mews,
And no one jumps higher than the kangaroos.

The ark was filled by Noah in sevens and in twos,
But I've been given grandkids in bunches and slews,
And love was meant for us, for me and for yous;
In all the wide world of love, it's yous that I choose.

Liz (Lala) McFadzean 

Celebrating being back in California with three little boys living right across the backyard and two little girls just an hour or so away.  Life is sweet with Campbell, Charlotte, Chloe, Warren and Everett.