When are you most happy?
Happiness.
Ah, the bliss
Of grandchildren little
Who fuss and fiddle.
They leave me breathless
When they’re restless.
Such precious days.
My heart’s always
Happy in their wake,
For goodness’ sake!
When are you most happy?
Happiness.
Ah, the bliss
Of grandchildren little
Who fuss and fiddle.
They leave me breathless
When they’re restless.
Such precious days.
My heart’s always
Happy in their wake,
For goodness’ sake!
Kaci Rigney 