Grandkids First

GRANDKIDS FIRST He comes through my screen door With his shoes on the wrong feet, Got a handful of rocks And a frog in his pocket, And a question just for me. His daddy says, “You sure have changed, You never let that slide.” I hand that boy another cookie And say, “Son, you’re probably right.” I was learning how to be a dad, Now I’ve learned what time is worth. If I’d have known love came with this much fun, I’d of had the grandkids first. I used to say, “Maybe Sunday,” When my own boy asked to play. There was always one more shift to work, And one more bill to pay. There’s a little chair beside my recliner, And we’ve got two down by the creek. He says, “Papa, let’s go catch a big one!” I say, “Grab your pole and come with me.” I was learning how to be a dad, Now I’ve learned what time is worth. If I’d have known love came with this much fun, I’d of had the grandkids first. [Bridge — softer, almost spoken] I’m sixty-three years old, And my best friend’s only seven. I hope he’ll be okay If I wake up in heaven. Hope he knows how much I loved him, Hope his daddy tells him so, And takes him to our fishing spot When he needs somewhere to go. So thank You, God, for grandkids, For these afternoons that last, For a little hand that takes mine And keeps me from walking fast. And thank You for the boy I raised, Who brings him through that door. I thought I knew how big love got— You showed me there was more. I was learning how to be a dad, Now I’ve learned what time is worth. My world now revolves around him Hes brought more joy to earth. Now I'm Papa not just Dad My heart is fit to burst If I’d have known love came with this much fun, I’d of had the grandkids first. His daddy smiles, “Well, thanks a lot, Pop.” I say, “Son, you know the truth— I’d have never met this little man If God hadn’t given me you first.”