Milly, Molly, Mandy

Skipping down the pages,
Running hands on ink,
Touchings of my grandma,
I could not even blink!
Had she really touched this?
In truth I didn't know
But this great connection
Threw me off my toes!
Could she now be watching?
In her rocking chair
Looking down, from the sky,
From way up in the air
Skipping down the pages
Running hands on ink
Touchings of my grandma
I could not even blink!