On the seventh month-
her mother gave her birth
On the fourth day-
she first cried on this earth.
Decades came, and decades left-
and the time slipped away.
Until a precious child arrived
on a special day.
On the twelfth month
A baby tired and worn.
On the nineteenth day-
A grandmother was born!
Day 29 — By the Numbers
Nicely done Ann Marie – I did not anticipate that last line.
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thank you…and yes I am one obnoxious grammie….I am blessed with seven babies that call me Honey. ❤
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