Delighted to see you, they open their arms
Displaying their many grandmotherly charms.
They bake the best cookies (so come have a seat in)
And never keep track of how many you’ve eaten.
Their hugs you’ll remember as long as you live;
No matter your mischief, they always forgive
Behavior your parents just wouldn’t allow.
Won’t have ’em forever, so treasure ’em now.