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| Another grandmother and her grandson from http://www.katiebook.com/ |
into my lap, the chair travels on
its rollers from the weight. No fever,
but a little cough, a stuffy nose,
headache from the strain of white cells
waging battle. Day of work-at-home,
starting taxes, going over lines and laundry,
memorizing music for a show I'm in, now
sudden change of plans. I'll call the school,
pick up his work, let him rest a day.
Nothing pressing that can't wait
until he's ready to unwind
his lanky frame. No Nana
worth her salt would wish for
sickness but cuddling, which
decreases every year --it's just a fact --
will always find it's welcomed.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2013
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