Granny's Rosy Glasses

Dear little granny with her charming way!

How very often have I heard her say

About some person I had frowned upon,

"My darling, put your rosy glasses on."

There was the morning when she met my John.

(Of course I did not have my glasses on.)

She looked at him and gave a little cough;

With twinkling eyes, she spoke, "Do take them off."

He won her too, and now she worships him;

She gratifies his every little whim;

And laughingly she says, "Your homely John

Is handsome, Now I have my glasses on."

The American Bard