My Granny is just a Girl.
Granny is just a girl inside ... a girl who had friends; friends just like my friends.
Goofing around during school photos
Giggling in groups, drinking from beer steins
Playing on weekends ... living secrets, telling secrets.
The girl is in there, inside the old body with the creaky bones and the bewildered mind...
making daisy chains
laughing behind a hand
skiing through town
writing long letters
dreaming of a life ahead
The granny-girl inside is the one that loves me, that knows my soul and calls me friend.
Someday, I will be a Granny Girl, too.
This post is dedicated to Sleep Goblin and to Grannies everywhere.