Taciturn Grandpa!

creak... creak...

On the porch in the evening light, Grandpa rocks, he's quiet, quiet. The kid talks fast about her day, Grandpa nods... and not much to say.

(quiet, quiet...)

He doesn't chatter, doesn't chat, He sips his tea, he pets the cat. Three little words the whole day long — but oh, his smile is loud and strong!

He's TACITURN! TASS-ih-turn! Quiet as a sleepy mouse! TACITURN! TASS-ih-turn! The calmest fella in the house!

creak... creak...

"Nice night," he says, and that's enough, He shows his love with quiet stuff: a wink, a nod, a gentle pat, a cup of lemonade — that's that!

He's TACITURN! TASS-ih-turn! Quiet as a sleepy mouse! TACITURN! TASS-ih-turn! The calmest fella in the house!

creak...

"...love ya, kiddo."

(...he talked!)

...taciturn.

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