Granny Mays House by grandson Giles

Granny Mays house was a home for us all

The succulent aromas from the kitchen, meant something was in the aga

The fully laden table of crockery, and something homemade in a jar

The cupboards were filled with all you could imagine

From grannies proper honey to grandads straw bales! - Not to mention the cake tin!

Thick and tasty homemade soups that could fix a cold

Sunday roast was a time to rejoice, for family and friends, and others who were lucky

Only one granny but so much food, you would never go hungry.

Granny Mays house always had field fresh towels and linen

The tucked in extra top sheet that you could squeeeeeze into

The huge duvet that that you could get lost in

The luxurious feather pillows that took away your troubles

You’d get a good nights sleep at grannies!

Granny Mays house was warm and inviting

With the log fire a blaze and the kettle on

With a listening ear and a big heart, you could talk to granny

With firm advice and a gentle touch you would have your answers

Some answers grandad had his opinion on

But granny would wink, and we would know who was right!

Every grandchild will have their own special memories

As these are just a few, and granny had much to share

But to each and everyone of us, she was Granny May