Family Tree

Family Tree

Her wrinkled hand
Took hold of his
As she sang a grand old song
Her grandson  looked at it and said:
You’ve been in the bath too long!

She said, “Those creases are like  the circles
within a wonderful tree!
It shows how long I’ve been around
How long that I’ve been me!”

There’s a lot of creases there, Grandma
They’ve spread right up to your face!
I reckon if you were a tree,
you’d have grown right into space!

“Well, thanks for that! My dear Grandson
You’ve made me feel so old!
Best get you off to bed in case
I suddenly turn green with mold!”

About the author

SteveWA
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Write a bit of poetry Drink a bit of beer Happy with the fact I'm breathing & still here! I’d like to thank the Silversurfers community for supporting & giving encouraging feedback on my poems on this site. It gave me extra encouragement to complete my book of poems. So thanks again! Here’s the link if you’re interested: The Darkness and The Light https://a.co/d/3SiSlsG

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