Proud Nana
Schools are closed for Veterans’ Day
So Henry, here at home,
Requested that he have a chance
To write my daily poem.
He commandeered my notebook
And began to neatly write,
Resulting in a poem so cool
It filled me with delight.
He typed it up and posted it
To send it on its way.
My grandson, 9 years old, must have
My rhyming DNA!
Henry’s Poem (called “Veterans of the Ocean”)
Coast Guard guards the coast;
Beaches welcome their host.
Waves come,
Waves go,
Sand gets in your feet, oho!
Waves are high,
Waves are low,
How many veterans do you know?
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