“Grandmama are you feeling okay?”

Within that mysterious look of such a strange curiosity

Mind you my heart wasn’t feeling happy as I sang her a lullaby

And I guess it didn’t disguise the depth of my emotions, with yon teardrop in my eye

But she had caught me off guard, I was having a dismal day

As I felt just like those ever changing clouds and they were sombre and grey

Yet I glossed over a smirky smile when I heard her say

“Grandmama please tell me the truth, are you feeling okay?

“Oh my lovely little Chickadee don’t you worry your Grandmas fine”

Then I took a hold of her tiny hand and I held it in mine

We walked out into my garden and stood by the washing line

And she pointed her index finger up to heavenly skies we watched those twinkling stars shine

“Come on little one it is time for your bed”

My youngest Granddaughter gave a yawn and she cocked her weary head

Her eyes began blinking sleepily and her rosy cheeks were red