Where have all the Grandmas gone?

I was flipping through one of my photo albums tonight and had used this poem in it with some pix of myself and two of my grandkids. I can't remember where I got it but know that a lot of you can put this to good use:



Where Have all the Grandmas Gone?



In the dim and distant past,

When life's tempo wasn't fast

Grandma used to rock and knit,

Crochet, tat and babysit.

When the kids were in a jam

They could always call on good ol' "Gram".

In that day of gracious living

Grandma was the gal for giving.

BUT today she's in the gym,

Exercising to keep slim.

She's off touring with the bunch

or taking clients out to lunch,

Going North to ski or curl

all her days are in a whirl.

Nothing seems to stop or block her

Now that Grandma's off her rocker!!!