My Daughters
Grown up at last.
Now I can bask
in their reflected glory.
But what a story.
Three little beauties,
with brains to match.
Not such a task,
with help from Shaun.
They all get along.
It's easy to tell.
We both did swell.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2016
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