Where Is Grandma?

Oh lord, where could she be? Where would she have gone? Grandma should be back She’s been away much too long We know she doesn’t always Remember things these days But she usually doesn’t wander Around like local strays We’ll look at all the places That grandma usually goes We love her oh so much From white head to her toes I can’t imagine Christmas Without our Grandma dear It would make my eyes well up And I’d shed a sadness tear Perhaps she’s at the store Buying cookie-making stuff Do you think we made her angry? And she went off in a huff? I pray that nothing terrible Has happened to Grandma If she’s caught in a snow-drift We’ll just wait for a spring thaw!