A grandparent is the grandest mom or dad,
Not because of all the kids they've had;
They've seen and done and known so many things
We honor them like preachers, priests and kings.

They tell us of a way of life that's past
When the world wasn't moving quite so fast.
When the family sat together every day,
To eat, to laugh, to sin, to talk, to pray.

The road we walk now they have seen before,
The tears we shed, they shed a whole lot more.
They understand our feelings, joy or pain.
They know the path; they've walked the dusty lane.

What can we do to honor these dear Grands?
We have no gift to place in weathered hands,
To adequately show how much we care.
Or prove to them how great the love we share.

Yet there is something awesome we can do
To show beyond a doubt our love is true.
If what they've taught is seen in how we live
This is the best gift we could every give.

-Author Unknown