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ARE WE THERE YET, GRANDPA?

A freckled boy, his Grandpa's joy, excitement in the house

A special trip to Disneyland to meet his favorite mouse,

Backpack filled with snacks from mom, a little toy or two

I don't need toys, I'm with Grandpa, so much to see and do

Oh look, Grandpa, the world below like little ants I see

And here we are up in the sky, my best Grandpa and me

I love my house, I love that mouse, and you're my bestest friend

Are we there yet, Grandpa? I sure hope not, I don't want this to end

Just me and you, a bond so deep, that only we can share

I love the way you pinch my nose and ruffle up my hair

Do you suppose that Mickey Mouse will spot me with his eye

Of course he will, 'cause you're with me, you'll hold me way up high

Grandpa, who are those men who look so mean?  Could they be mad at us?

I don't know John, don't say a word, and please don't make a fuss

Oh Heavenly Father, keep John safe, he's just a little boy

He's done no harm, so full of life, he is my pride and joy

No mouse today, no time to play, hold Grandpa's hand real tight

Instead of Mickey, you and me will meet Jesus tonight

I'm scared, Grandpa, but you're so brave, we'll always be best friends

Are we there yet, Grandpa? I sure hope so, for then my fear will end

Linda Hayes

September 11, 2001 ©