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

May 13, 2017 at 8:52 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

May 14, 2017 at 2:32 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

May 13, 2017 at 12:12 PM

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

Jean Murray

May 13, 2017 at 1:34 PM

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

Andrea Dietrich

May 3, 2017 at 5:39 PM

This is NAGNIFIcent!!!

Jean Murray

May 3, 2017 at 5:41 PM

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

Anne-Lise Andresen

May 1, 2017 at 1:07 PM

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

Jean Murray

May 1, 2017 at 1:12 PM

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

Arthur Vaso

April 30, 2017 at 10:17 PM

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

Jean Murray

May 1, 2017 at 3:34 AM

Do tell.

Jan Allison

April 30, 2017 at 7:15 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

April 30, 2017 at 7:22 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.

Nanna

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