Awakening impulses to another day of writing, weekend
coming up, time to leave the hospital and be with my
Granddaughters and Grandson.
Having fun, playing, enjoying one another after a week
of being parted, a serene and lovely time will be had
as we talk, listen to music, watching funny videos.
Always a really great time when we're together, then
my Grandson comes and they all vie for my love and
affection, wanting my attention.
Dynamics of children at play, still all in all, having
a wonderful time together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O'm reminded of my twin sister taking care of her youngest grandaughter A-R-I-A-M as a labor of love as they snuggle with each other, play games of house, go for walks, and the five hours flies by for Mary. She like you is in her special environment with the child.