WHAT GRANNY SAYS.

Otago Witness, Issue 3016, 3 January 1912, Page 70

WHAT GRANNY SAYS.

“A merry Christmas!” Can it bo a year Since last December twenty-fifth was hero? How Time does fly when one is growing old! Then, through the Summer’s heat and Win-

ter’s cold The seasons rush with fast-increasing speed; Then youthful joys and hopes have passed indeed. And youthful pleasures eecm so far away, Though youth itself fled but the other day.

I see children playing round the door, As I have played in Summer days of yore. “Play on! the games your granny loves to

see, And granny ne’er again a child will be,

Hen- eyes are dim .and she is feeble too; But yet she likes to sit and look at you, And think about the days long, long ago, Before her hair turned grey, her steps grew

slow; For even grannies once were children small Without a sorrow or a care at all; And soon, too soon, you, too, will grey-haired be. And little children’s games you’ll like to see.

“Play on, then, children! let your days be bright, For very soon will come the waning lierht; Then may the morn bo full of joy and love, With blessings show'ring on you from above. With flowers along your oathway everywhere. A merry Christmas! 'Tis your granny’s pnaver.” -C. 11.