“Going to Granny’s at holidays

 Is not all its cracked up to be

 Especially when Granny is me.


“The family descends and expects the most

And Grandpa and I play the gracious host

 Never mind that we’re tired as can be.

“I’ve been cooking and baking and making things they adore

The same as I did the year before

 It’s what they expect, we agree.

“No golf for us, or tennis or bridge,

I’m busy instead at the stove and fridge

And I really hate cooking, you see.

“The house has gotten a polish and scour

And I’ve over-worked my cleaning power

I’ve a terrible pain in my knee.

“Then just when I’m worried about surviving

The doorbell rings; they start arriving.

 “There’s Amanda and Danny and Peter and Jess

How much have they grown? I can only guess.

“Their parents too, with smiling faces

I look at them and fatigue erases.

“The house is filled with sounds of life

Laughter and tears and childhood strife

 “It’s like it was when our children were small

Sweaters and toys litter the hall.

“I look at my house… all in a mess

And I feel a deep sense of happiness.

“Then suddenly, it’s over… they’ve all gone home

Grandpa and I are all alone.

 The house is quiet; no laughter, no tears

The silence is heavy… it rings in my ears.

“No, it’s the phone… an invitation to lunch.

It rings again… there’s a Sunday brunch.

“I’ll never forget how blessed are we

 The best of all worlds

 It’s good to be me.”

BY Milli Kaminsky

Sending loves and good wishes for a Happy Thanksgiving from our not-so-perfect family to yours.

Thanks For Visiting,

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Susan UpsonNovember 18, 2017 at 1:58 pm

You made me laugh today!


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