GG Poem

GG is my great grandmother,

She has lived for a century.

All the time that we’ve spent together,

It’s like an adventure, you see!

GG tantalizes and tempts me

With many tasty treats.

Sundays, sorbets, suckers,

And other succulent sweets.

And the stories she tells, oh they are so grand,

The words dance around in the air;

They dazzle the room like stars in the sky,

GG never forgets to add flair.

I love when I see her,

I try to go every Sunday.

She really is great-grandmother,

And that’s all there is to say.

Written by Mark Ewert, pictured here with his dear GG