Jan Horner Poems

My dear, sweet grandchild I look into your eyes
And wonder how I could educate you
To have a love for our American heritage?
We have visited numerous museums
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I asked her one day
How she could be so carefree
In our chaotic world
She paused thoughtfully and smiled
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Too early the alarm clock rings
I stop its incessant noise
Before it wakes the others
I sit up with a yawn
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