Haiti, October 2011
Me and Grampsie crossed part of the sea;
and landed on a little island called Haiti.
We rode up the mountain for 3 hours or so,
20 girls waiting my Grampsie they did not know.
Her hair was fuzzy and wild, but
my Grampsie was still thrilled
to meet his newest grandchild.
Swinging and playing 1.2.3.
All of the snacks and the jelly
The clinic was dark, as dark as the night
and Grampsie arrived and said "let their be light."
The day soon came for us to go.
Now we wait.
It seems so slow.
