Visiting Grandad (2-4)

I love to visit Grandad, he’s kind and gives me pink ice cream

He also smells a bit like sheets, those freshly washed ones, nice and clean.


When we hug and say ‘hello!’,  his whiskers make me giggle
His laughter too, it’s very loud and makes his belly jiggle.


He’s always got some toffee treats to serve with gooey custard 

We’ll play board games and sing old songs, he’ll let me taste hot mustard.






He’s slightly farty, my old Gramps, but don’t you dare accuse him

He’ll blame it on his old dog Bert and shout “Who let the dog in?"


He wheezes like a favourite tune, whistled miles away
And when it’s time for us to leave, he can’t hide his dismay.


But we’ll be back tomorrow Gramps, we miss you so already
Make sure you save some fizzy pop and keep the cuddles ready...