As I walk, I do not feel cold.
Whenever it’s cold and
My mom does not have her car,
All to herself,
Then I know I will have to stay,
Till it’s dark and till it’s cold,
In the day care anyway.
But then my ma’am tells me,
Get up dear now your grandpa,
Is here……………
Oh happy I become,
I jump with joy,
As nana, my grandpa,
Loves me so much,
That I too love him so,
He comes in the cold,
Just to make me bold,
As I walk, I do not feel cold.
I am small, my feet are small,
And my steps are few,
My grandpa, I love you.
I love you as you brave the snow,
You come early so with you I go.
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