This poem was written in response to this challenge set by Esther Chilton.
If you want to take part, see the link below:
https://esthernewtonblog.wordpress.com/2018/09/13/i-challenge-you-to-31/#like-18333
The challenge was to write something about “Kids”.
Keeping Granny on her Toes
As my cousins and I ran through
granny’s house, leaving carpet skids,
We heard her dulcet tones ring out
screaming “Bloody Kids”.
Granny loved her grandchildren very dearly,
of that we were aware,
‘But why’, thought Granny, ‘did her daughters
use her for free childcare?’
She chased us around her garden beds
with her garden hose.
We all thought it was our duty,
to keep dear Granny on her toes.
But although she used to swear,
and shout when we behaved ‘full-on’,
Granny gave us all the best of hugs,
and I miss her now she’s gone.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 13/September/2018
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I laughed so well! It is the reality for Grans for sure.
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Indeed it is. I’m glad you liked it. 🙂
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A good story loved it.
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Thank you, it had a fair amount of truth in it too. 🙂
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Haha, well done.
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Beautifully written!
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Thank you. 🙂
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A great poem to remember our fond grans by 🙂
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I still remember my granny chasing me around with a stick. I was a bit of a handfull 🙂
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Ha, ha! 😉
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