You were there for them if they fell off their bikes.
You were there for them to tell them it's alright.
You were there for them and watched them grow, while I went to work, you took lots of photos.
They called you na-nee and loved you dear.
You called them lovers and would swell up with tears.
You taught them baseball and how to hit home runs, but most of all you taught them how to have fun.
You gave them memories that would last a lifetime.
They gave us a 'joy' that could fill your life and mine.
They climbed the fence to see na-nee, we raised them together, you and me.
Oh, what beautiful boy's they have turned out to be.
At 8 and 10 they were too young to know, that when God calls you must go.
Now 10 and 12 they're half way grown, and they remind me of you 'strong willed' bone.
They know you're gone and never coming back, they're old enough now, that they know that.
They talk about what they want to be, and I look inside them and see their na-nee.
Our boys will soon grow into men, and I just want to say Grandma, Thank You Again.