It crept up on me, unexpected
~ the wonder of grandmotherhood ~
‘I’ll call you Bibi’ he said
and off we went
never stopping
never looking back
forging ahead into
adventure and discovery
learning each other’s faces on Zoom
finding out about galaxies
whales, dinosaurs, trees
new species, curious facts
~ did you know sea otters have pockets?
writing poetry together
one
word
at
a
time
recognizing that cheeky grin
warning of mischief
meeting in this world
where we can hug and laugh
running across the field
a football between us
‘Yes, please call me Bibi’
I reply
breathlessly
.
By Carys Owen
Carys Owen Poetry 
oooooh ~ this is so sweet, Carys ❤
~David
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Aw thanks!
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Ah, the wonderful adventure of grandmotherhood. Such a special bond. And i didnt know that otters have pockets. Cool.
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Oh the animal facts I could regale you with! Like sperm whales have hinged rib bones so they can collapse their lungs safely when diving in the deep ocean…
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Wow!
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Ah, lovely to see grandmothering from the other side! Like falling in love.
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Exactly like falling in love!
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This is delightful, Carys! I love the lines that remind me of my own relationship with my grandson:
‘learning each other’s faces on Zoom
finding out about galaxies
whales, dinosaurs, trees’.
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“The wonder of grandmotherhood” comes through. ❤️
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Why thank you. It’s easy to write about something so beautiful.
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You’re welcome! 🙂
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So sweet. I’m glad it reminds you of your special bond too.
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I love the perspective and hope you will have the possibility to get to know each other even better.
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Aw thanks Bjorn. Yes, I think we will carry on having fun together and getting to know each other!
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