Grandmas’s girlies 💕💕💕

But those very feet had to stand on tippy toes to reach your head height when you grew tall

And nowadays you and that older person’s portraits are hanging on a photograph in a hall

And I smile as I glance at all those  happy people staring back at me on my wall..
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Oh my goodness me I cannot comprehend the rapidity of time

Twas’ it not just yesterday I was years away from my prime

Alas I realise it wasn’t as I cruise along this uphill climb

Never mind I shall halt this moment of sublime

As I pen this poetry betwixt my life in verse of rhyme..
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And my daughter’s daughters are not little ones anymore

As they stand against chalked height markers from years gone by on my door

Mind you this trio have grown up into fine young lasses whom I absolutely adore

As they stand in steps and stairs whilst Grandma takes their photograph on her floor...