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Grand And Great

I am a Great-Grandmother My Tee shirt tells me so I only wear this shirt to bed As I do not want others to know. If I wore it out of doors I think it would look pretentious Some folk know I have many flaws I find this contentious. I could have been a grand dame, Or maybe a diva of some note I would have a great grand name If I had married an emperor who captained a boat, I was not born for greatness, Or true grandness of any kind Being grand It could not be further from my mind. After I married, I had children, Five in all Some of them had children Seven at the last call, The children call me Grandma Mama for short I became Grand overnight Something I thought, Would never happen to me But then, those children grew up too And had babies of their own Which filled me with awe and delight For the love shown To these cuddly bundles of joy, Two adorable, great little boys Who have made me A Great-Grandmother Which I hope I will prove to be One who sets an example to all Who comes after me?

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Date: 3/13/2024 6:11:00 PM
I'd wear such a shirt proudly, Shirley. Good for you!... As for me, I've been stuck on a mere two grandchildren for eighteen years now. Oh, well...
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Date: 3/12/2024 9:21:00 AM
Dear Shirley, your poem beautifully captures the journey of embracing the roles of grandmother and great-grandmother with humility and grace. Your playful yet reflective tone reveals a depth of character and a genuine appreciation for the joys and responsibilities of family life. Through your words, you create a life of love, growth, and generational bonds that transcend titles and expectations. This is a heartfelt exploration of familial love and legacy. - Blessings, Daniel
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Date: 3/12/2024 1:55:00 AM
It sounds like you have lots of fun with your family. A lovely poem. Well done.
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