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A Visit to Grandpa's

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By Mother CombsPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Image by 鹈鹂 夏 from Pixabay

Running around on the farm

Being chased by a friendly dog

Never coming to any harm

Sitting atop a log

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Getting to ride a horse

Around the paddock

Hiding among the gorse

Getting to keep a unique rock

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Leaning against a fence

Giving the dog treats

Being given fifty cents

To buy some small sweets

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Bottle-feeding baby goats

Playing with the barn kittens

Getting to make paper boats

Not being forced to wear your mittens

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Riding the tractor to the mailbox

Picking wild plums by the buckets

Running around in your socks

Getting antiseptic put on the cuts

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We get to do all this and more

When we go on a visit to Grandpa’s

He has a lot of fun in-store

And we won’t have time to pause.

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About the Creator

Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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    Written by Mother Combs