Ode to Grandparentals

Hail to all Grandparentals, I really do adore

Your loving arms and knitted goods and top brand booze lots more.

I know you say you'll hand her back when the ratting hour has come,

but nevertheless, you're always there to take her for some fun.

She loves your walks and whispered talks,

While we love time to rest,

And so the time with you whisks by

In playful fun and jest. 

You have the time, you've saved the dosh, you make such little fuss,

And so we all appreciate you spending them with us.

The bar is high, the standard's made

And then we idly wonder,

How on earth we can match and give to our grandbabe.

Thanks to all Grandparentals, for the way they spoil us so.

And here's to time

That's always fine,

As odd-ball families go.