Your children grow from you apart
After and still afar;
And yet it should rejoice your heart
To see how glad they are,
In school and sport, in work and play,
And last in wedded bliss
How others claim with joy today
The lips you used to kiss
Your children distant will become:
And wide the gulf will grow
The lips of loving will be numb,
The trust you used to know
Will in another's heart repose?
Another's voice will cheer...
And you will fondle baby clothes
And brush away a tear
But though you are estranged almost,
And often lost to view
How you will see a little ghost
Who ran to cling to you!
Yet maybe children's children will
Caress you with a smile...
Grandmother love will bless you still-
Well, just a little while