Grandpa

My Grandpa with his stick and hat Would be up and out at six All dressed up and so grand He would be out till noon Hed then drag in a dear friend or mate And ensure that he has a full plate By sun down he is out and about To sing with his friend down the street Fenny for his night time company While regaling us with stories of old And as he prays and prepares for bed Plans for the next day fill up his head.