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Spontaneity, in family one, the little one exudes Her brother, kindness reigns in him, you will not find him rude And in between, their sister, with her sensitivity O’er all, a loving group they are, this little family. Family two brings determination, in a package oh, so small Preceded by devotion, in a brother growing tall The tallest one, shows honesty, in him there is no doubt The last of this group, not the least, her smile comes bubbling out. In family three, a smallish one, she shows such bravery While older sister, stands ***** steadfastness we can see The curious one, her questions fly, she just can’t get enough And last of all, the funny one, and in most sports he’s tough. This group is not a tranquil bunch, they often raise the roof Indeed, my patience sometimes dims, my grey hair is the proof.
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Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 2:49 AM UTC
Ode to Grandchildren
Spontaneity, in family one, the little one exudes Her brother, kindness reigns in him, you will not find him rude And in between, their sister, with her sensitivity O’er all, a loving group they are, this little family. Family two brings determination, in a package oh, so small Preceded by devotion, in a brother growing tall The tallest one, shows honesty, in him there is no doubt The last of this group, not the least, her smile comes bubbling out. In family three, a smallish one, she shows such bravery While older sister, stands ***** steadfastness we can see The curious one, her questions fly, she just can’t get enough And last of all, the funny one, and in most sports he’s tough. This group is not a tranquil bunch, they often raise the roof Indeed, my patience sometimes dims, my grey hair is the proof.
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Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 2:49 AM UTC
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