All my life I've been surrounded by women
Starting with my mother
Then my elder sister
Then another
I once had two grandma's
They loved to feed me their cookin
All fortified I took a walk
Enjoying nature and just lookin
I came across another
And eventually she became my wife
Included in the deal came a daughter
That really changed my life
Now years later my mom and grandma's gone
The circle of life begins again
The roles begin to change
My wife becomes a grandma
My daughter becomes a mom
Because the life growing inside her womb
It's a baby girl we're told
And one day she'll become a women, a mom
And a grandma when she gets old
So what's the moral of the story?
I don't know, but I think I'm blessed
Cause I'm still surrounded by beautiful women
And I think that they're the best!
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dougie you're a poet!!!!!!!!!!!
nice.
Last night we got to hear the baby's heart beat for almost half an hour. It was great. I could have fallen asleep to that wonderful sound.
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aw, that's nice!
and dan -- wow - that's wonderful
Great tribute Doug. Neatly said. Soon you'll be sleeping with a grandmother. It gets better with age---like fine wine.
Thanks ya'll. Hope there's more to come. I like writng poems. It's fun. Especially limericks.
Here's one ( I didn't write it though)
There was a man from Berneath
That sat on his set of false teeth
He jumped up with a cry
Oh me! Oh my!
I think I've been bit underneath!
That's a funny one eh!
Dougie, I cannot wait to start this next chapter of our lives.
Lots of spoiling and babysitting ahead.It was your poems that won my heart.
Ruth
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