He stands tall and lean, ~~Love You~~
His blue eyes they do shine.
I am so lucky,
He's a grandson of mine.
His life is not easy,
For school he can't hack.
Oh Lord help him graduate,
And not get left back.
He's got a voice many desire,
And wit all his own.
In female circles,
Steves very well known.
Phones are ringing,
All day and all night.
To pacify the girls,
Is his great delight.
He's a fun loving kid,
And a fireman too.
Loves hunting and fishing,
Just to name a few.
Steve drives an old pickup,
That breaks down a lot.
Tells his dad,I want a new one,
Dad says I think not!
Between women and school,
Working and play.
His life is so busy,
Not much spare time in a day.
A word of advice,
To my grandson I give.
GRADUATE SCHOOL
So you'll have more time to live.
~Grandma~
