When I was young and going strong
I wondered why we need new babies born
I felt these helpless beings were so cumbersome
O for the life and time wasted in childcare
To bear them and then to bring them up
A good many years of care giving is the outcome
Until the day when I had my own
Then the mind set changed by its own
“Now I want to live for them”
Today I sit writing all by myself
I know the boys are there at my beck and call
If my works do not see the light of the day
And In my lifetime not be known
I know my twosome will leave no stone unturned
And their mother’s works will come up posthumously
J K Roseline
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With our grandchildren, we are young again!
We can really have a ball. What FUN!
John Michael