Winter at the ranch with grandma is fun
Looking out the window, snow began to fall
Snow on the hillside made a good ski run
Grabbing my snow suit I raced down the hall.
Just ahead I saw grandma slip out the door
She took the old sled we had used before
The north wind was blowing snow all around
And snow had already covered the ground.
Her footprints leading to the hill I could see
The very same hill I was going to ski
Grandma sat on the sled and moved so fast
She smiled at me as she flew past.
Stretching back and leaning from the hip
Grandma traveled faster trying not to tip
What a delight Grandma was to see
Sledding down that hill so happy and free.
Verse © 2007 Glenna M. Baugh
Living by Faith
"Winter with grandma is always fun"
~Quote by Glenna~