They say that all Grandmothers
Are inclined to brag a bit,
And that there is something in that
I frankly must admit.
For since I’ve reached that stage-
And all my friends have too-
I’m floored by all the bragging
These other grandmothers do.
To hear them rave you’d think
This old human race
Was fast becoming Supermen
At a tremendous pace.
Yet when I see these boys and girls,
Their grandmother’s pride and joy,
each seems to me to be
Quiet an ordinary girl or boy!
Of course I humor them along
And I say I think they’re fine,
But you can see the difference
If you’ve ever noticed mine.
My own are so much cuter, smarter,
Handsomer than theirs.
I can afford to humor them
When they put on such airs.
I’m really glad that I don’t brag
Like other Grandmas do.
I’ve so much more to brag about
If I just wanted to!
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”