Write a four line poem about: grandparents.
My parents got the call Tuesday morning that labour had begun and they managed to get to Penticton that evening. They're heading back to Vancouver Island tomorrow but it's been great having them here, even if my new family have been too tired to spend very much time with them.
Looking forward to seeing them again when everything and everybody is a little more settled.
I'm getting terribly behind on the comments. I better get a start on them tonight or I'll probably just give up.
They put up with my nonsense
When I was young and wild;
Now they smile a knowing smile
While they're holding my child.