Nanna

Nanna is a nice word. Nickname for mom's mother. Never too far to reach. Nearby to help you out. Needing advice or care. Needles clicking knitting. Nice tiny tot booties.

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Kim Merryman

Date: 5/13/2017 8:52:00 PM

Nanny is what my grandkids call their great grandmother. My mother wanted to be called Nana. I don't knit, but I love crocheting for my grandkids. A sweet write, Jean! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim

Jean Murray
Date: 5/14/2017 2:32:00 AM

Here it is Granny Kim. My children call me Mammy which I have always found strange. I expected Mum, like I used.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 5/13/2017 12:12:00 PM

- Congratulations on your great winning poem, Jean :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Jean Murray
Date: 5/13/2017 1:34:00 PM

Good evening Anna-Lise. My muse is on annual leave these days. I hope all is well with you.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/3/2017 5:39:00 PM

This is NAGNIFIcent!!!

Jean Murray
Date: 5/3/2017 5:41:00 PM

Nat's nice of nou to no n natter to ne Nandrea. Nugs xx

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 5/1/2017 1:07:00 PM

- In Norwegian we say : MORMOR :):) - A lovely poem, Jean - Good luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Jean Murray
Date: 5/1/2017 1:12:00 PM

Good evening Anne-Lise. That's sounds lovely as well. Hope you had a nice weekend.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 4/30/2017 10:17:00 PM

I read that last line all wrong!! Still loved the poem more for it!!! :) Hugs!

Jean Murray
Date: 5/1/2017 3:34:00 AM

Do tell.

Jan Allison

Date: 4/30/2017 7:15:00 PM

aww Jean this brought a huge lump to my throat as I never had a grandma:-( Good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx

Jean Murray
Date: 4/30/2017 7:22:00 PM

Hi Jan. Like me you are up late. My mum's mum was a typical granny, a small lady with granny glasses, (the ones with no rims). She was a gentle soul. My dad's mum died when I was only two. Sad you missed out on that relationship. A piece of the jigsaw puzzle of our lives.