Let's Leave Granny Home

She's slow as molasses,
And really a pain.
Let her stay home forever!
We have nothing to gain.

Taking a walker down the 
stairs?
Is really something, we just
can no longer bear!

Worse is her hearing, deaf 
as a door nail!
She won't be able to even 
read the menu.

She can watch TV until she
dies.
Or a nice nursing home?
She would be so surprised.

It would be easier on all of us, 
don't you see?
After all, she's very close to 
eternity!


                         7/3/2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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July 3, 2021 at 10:59 PM
Ah yes, let's leave Granny home, or3 better yet find her a nice home for the elderly. Then we can be free of her and her pain and needy-ness. Great job here Pangrie. A subtle yet effective reminder that she took care of us when we needed her and now she needs us. Good stuff m friend. God Bless, JB
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July 3, 2021 at 11:14 PM
Judy! I do understand people forget their mothers. I also know some mothers were far from saints and hurt their kids. I was glad to take care of Mom her last years. It was Stressful but I got close to her. Some here lost their Moms when they were young. We cannot replace our Moms and pretend others are our Moms. Only one gave us life, Pangie HAPPY FOURTH XX
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July 3, 2021 at 11:33 AM
Hello panagiota, yes many people are slowthat have cancer, or walking problems. slow for many reasons. Right no noe knows how time we have left. Hugs xx
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July 4, 2021 at 10:59 AM
Hellopanagiota, I agree to respect the old. Right the old are not furniture. They are human to. Hugs xx
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July 3, 2021 at 12:49 PM
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July 3, 2021 at 12:47 PM
Darlene.nobody on earth has a lifetime. All we each have is 24 hours period. Live well, this day. My simple point was to respect the old as much as the young.The old are not furniture. They are human beings, Pangie xx
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