Ephemera

“Conversation with my eight year old Granddaughter twenty one years ago. She is still different and I still have the famed four leaf clover” ~~The Poet~~ It’s got extra Grandma, look at this clover. It’s the only one, I looked over and over. This one really did stand right out. Just like you were telling me about. It’s good to be different, that’s what you say. It makes it better for me to feel OK. It makes me feel like I have a magic wand, When the kids treat me like a real dumb blond. I am different, even if I cant work out 97 by two. There are things I can do that they can’t do. Lets frame this clover sweet Granddaughter, Oh no Grandma, it will die without water. You picked it so it will die anyway, A frame will preserve it longer than a day.