Poem at Fifty-Six


Poem at Fifty-Six

I have skinned knees, like four-year-old Scott.
We got them the same day.
They say I’m in my second childhood.
That’s close – I’m re-learning the freedom to play.
Two-year-old Jo, six-year-old Jo,
They’re still a part of me,
And I’m grateful for their presence.
Lee says I’m always challenging
Her stereotypes about grandmothers.
Good!
We grandmothers are as varied
As the birds and the wildflowers.
We have so much to give.

I’ve already lived longer
Than my mother or my brother.
For them, I think life
Was a great burden
And they checked out early.
Thank God, I know the joys
Of being here on this beautiful planet Earth.
And I’ve signed a long lease.
I plan to eat ice cream,
Ride bikes, hike in the woods
And love my cats until the lease is up!

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem