Grandma and babyby J. Randal Matheny

To grandma no creature’s immune,
To strangers she’ll crow and she’ll croon,
With pictures she’ll ply them,
No detail deny them,
Though baby may look like a prune.

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My tribute to grandmothers and grandparents everywhere. We’re not in the class as yet, but they say it’s a wonderful state of being.

I was blessed with wonderful grandparents, all Christians except my maternal grandfather. And our parents have been wonderful grandparents to our children, in spite of our whisking their grandkids off to Brazil. I thank God for them.

2 thoughts on “To Grandma No Creature’s Immune

  1. Randy,
    Robert & I also await the joys of being a grandparent. Your limerick sure brought a smile to my face as I reflected on my own grandparents & how my parents grandparent our son. Looking forward to reading more of the limericks that came to you yesterday. God bless you & your family.

  2. As teacher of prunes, I approve.
    Grandma’s are seldom less move’d
    With finger for poking,
    She’s never a-joking.
    “The babe’s face belongs in the Louvre.”

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