Playing Grandpa!

By Althea Randolph

When I pretend I’m Grandpa old.
Like him, I play, I’m stem and bold!
I don his hat and suit of clothes.
And wear his glasses on my nose!

His cane I take when I go out.
And swing it as I walk about;
Oh, rapture! How I’d love to be
A Grandpa old, – instead of me!

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