My Best Friend Grandpa

MY BEST FRIEND IS GRANDPA

by Mariane Holbrook

My best friend in the whole wide world is Grandpa
There’s no one who means more to me than Grandpa.
No matter if I’m still a lad,
If I’ve been good or I’ve been bad,
The one I want beside me is my Grandpa.

Nobody understands me like my Grandpa.
Nobody hugs me quite as good as Grandpa.
If I fall down and stub my toe--
Something I did not long ago--
The one I want to comfort me is Grandpa.

When I grow up I want to be like Grandpa.
The smartest man in all the world is Grandpa.
He’s read about a billion books
‘bout Indians and small town crooks.
Nobody tells a story like my Grandpa.

No one can catch a fish quite like my Grandpa.
Nobody makes their fishing lures like Grandpa.
No matter if we’re on a pier
Or in a boat; I have no fear.
I’m safe as I can be beside my Grandpa.

One day when I was talking to my Grandpa,
He took my hand and asked, “Do you love Grandpa?”
I promised him I always would,
And be the boy I know I should
And I’d grow up to be just like my Grandpa.