Grandma At Eighty Eight

Grandma At Eighty Eight

Not too long ago you were a golfer and high score bowler
Hair always fixed looking fifty not much older

Unique deluxe card games or attending a bingo hall
Playing scrabble with your daughter’s and winning all

You also can sew, knit, cook and with anyone converse
There’s really nothing you can’t do well in the universe

Grandma you are a saint through and through
Raising seven children would turn me into a shrew

You have more tolerance and patience than I do
Doing things I would never even think to

Driving to LA in a van with relatives no room to breathe
Stuck in four lane traffic with everyone having to pee

Driving twelve hours with offspring in the summer heat
Then dancing all night at a wedding is an amazing feat

I need to take five days to recharge my batteries alone
You enjoy people coming and going in your home 

A people person always, in your home, or in a car
Listening and allowing others to be who they are

Others know they can share their feelings of shame 
Because you let them without judgment or blame 

Your heart, spirit, and body are in great shape
I hope to be more like you at age eighty eight
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Flach Avatar
July 3, 2010 at 10:09 PM
Terrific write and nice tribute LJ. I'm sure the genes were passed down. ;-) Joe
Muzzey Avatar
June 23, 2010 at 9:58 AM
Me too! A wonderful write about a wonderful person. It sounded somewhat like my mother especially the bingo and card games, thank you for the memories, I enjoyed the read. Caryl
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