Who will take Grandma? who will it be ?
All of us want her, I'm sure you'll agree.
Let's call a meeting, let's gather the clan,
Let's get it settled as soon as we can.
It's such a big family, there is surely one,
Willing to give her a place in the sun.
Strange how we thought that she'd never wear out,
But see how she walks, arthritis no doubt.
Her eyesight is failing, her memory is dim,
She's apt to insist on the silliest whim.
When people grow old they become such a care,
She must have a home but the question is where.
Remember the days when she used to be spry,
Baked her own cookies, made her own pie.
Helped us with lessons and tended our seams,
Kissed away troubles and shared in our dreams.
Wonderful Grandma we all love her so,
Isn't it dreadful she has no place to go.
One little corner is all she would need,
A shoulder to cry on, her Bible to read.
A chair by the window with the sun coming through,
Some pretty spring flowers still covered with dew.
Who'll warm her with love so she won't mind the cold,
Oh, who will take Grandma now she is old ?
What, nobody wants her, oh, yes there is one,
Willing to give her a place in the sun.
Where she won't have to worry or wonder or doubt,
And she won't be a problem to bother about.
Pretty soon now God will give her a bed,
But who will dry our eyes ? when Grandma is dead.
