My 2yr old great gran-kid

No Picture Today

I inch closer to her
She inches farther away
She's only two years old
And doesn't know this
body, With hair so gray

She lives way down
yonder- Has never
seen this face before-
She doesn't understand
About Great Grandma
Only I'm someone
She DON'T adore...

She won't sit near me
We're as near
As the nearest mile;
She pouts a big pout
at me, I sour-puss
pout right back at her-
And a-ha! I got a smile

Poetry by Helen Paquin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-04-10 at 14:08

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antoniya katelieva-wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely poem Helen.I love reading you

Louise 55 The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful I can see the smile through your poetry. Thank you it was a fantastic read. Namaste.