Now moving to the next lunch period with our Grandson,
J. who's now in sixth grade and doing really well, al-
ready having had eaten, we're just going to sit and be
with him while he eats.
At least we have some quality time to be with him, en-
joying one another's company, cafeteria filled right
now with fifth graders finishing their lunches.
J. now standing in line, getting his lunch, we're sit-
ting at a table with a sign that says, 'peanut free',
for children who are allergic to peanuts.
Deciding to sit here anyway for it's empty, being able
to talk quietly with our Grandson when he comes to sit
with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem