Tag: Gigglinggranny
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Poem: True To Self
True To Self Start my day with cup of coffee. Make a list of things that could be. Checking off items one by one, Keep working until most are done. – Doing work for personal cause. Asked to help didn’t stop to pause. Cause is one that’s close to my heart, Never stopped once since…
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Poem about Self Pity-Physical Pain
Pain Waiting for death to knock on your door. I know you’re in pain, pain you abhor. Why not try? Only a bone you break, Not invalid, your own fate you make. – You disgust me, your habits are foul, For self do not strive, not try at all. Will not get up,…
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Poem about a Grand Dog
Grand Dog Pup come for visit. Please tell, how is it? When he came small, cute. One year, massive brute. – Face huge, jowls dripping. Squeaky toy ripping. His face close to mine; So near, oozing slime. – Friends come, are afraid, Then on lap head laid. Sweet, loving grand dog. But couch he does…
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Poem: Well Wisher
Well Wisher Well wisher comes to call. Wishing well know it all. On surface sweet, caring. Yet is sheep-coat wearing. Looking for inside scoop, Or just here to stir poop. June Nash
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Poem: Out and Do
Out and Do – Out and Do. Do, do, do. Kids are mopey, and blue. Must get them out of house In sunshine, let them douse. – Try to keep my kids lean They must turn off machine. TV and PC games Often are things to blame. – Get kids outside for walk, Joining friends,…
June Nash 