Ive noticed my mood’s correlated
To those that I have created
Each day’s communication
With the next generation
Determines if I’m low or elated.
Of these chains I would like get rid
They make me a slave to my kid
It’s hurtful and hectic
But I think it’s genetic
And find me wherever I’m hid.
Finished Christmas shopping and wrapping, made menu for Christmas Eve.
But I also have a beautiful new grandson, James Richard Carey, born 30 days early. I love him.
This week holds particular joy
Soars above the hoi polloi
It was a surprise
In all of our eyes
A beautiful new baby boy
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