Grandpa Comes to Visit

I have in my closet

A very special thing

It’s patterned and tattered

And coloured and frayed

It lays there patiently

Waiting for me

My magic flying carpet

It can take me away

I fly from my flat

Above the tree tops

Float above the river

And sail round the bend

I visit my friends

Say hi, how do you do

And together we ride

We are coming to see you

We wave to the Golden Boy

Swoop down near the bears

Follow along the river path

And fly up the stairs

Say hello to the folks

A sunny day at the Forks

Stop in at the ballpark

Have a dog made of pork

We sail over Point Douglas

Flit in and flit out

Among the ancient old girders

Of old steel Louise

Do whirlwind circles

And big loop d’ loops

All over old Elmwood

To the heavens we mount

And swoop down real fast

Dive down to the grass

We land in your yard

Surprise! here we are

Can you come out to play

Alexandre and Nicolas

And Rachel

Today?

Come ride on my carpet

We can all take a turn

It goes to the coolest places

Just ask it you’ll learn

See mountains and prairies

And oceans and cities

We can even go to Africa

Just as quick as you please

Grandpa has a flying carpet

And children he loves

And a great big wide world

And a big sky above

Come climb aboard

There is room for us all

Hold on tight. Here we go

Swoosh to the air, oh my what a ball