Description of My Grandmother

My Grandma


My Grandma is very old. She has wrinkled skin and pale, soft hands. When I feel her hands, it reminds me of the soft fluffy clouds in the sky. When she smiles it always reminds me of the sun when it shines bright in the morning.


When she is lonely she looks like a baby wanting it’s mother, so I go over to her bed where she always lays and keep her company. When she looks at me, she looks very very sick, so I play with her soft silky greyish hair to make her soften and calm down. She is the best Grandma I could ever wish for.