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A poem by a proud nana, celebrating her granddaughter’s adventurous nature.

This was first published by the Soul Poets Society in Quintessence: Coming of Age Anthology in January 2022

My four, year old, so bold and free

as she scoots down a zip line

that would challenge me.

Her face alight with delight

as her legs swing free.

and she shouts with glee

‘again nana, again.’

As I rush to and fro

from platform

to the end of the line,

catching her feet and pulling her back

to start once again

on the long slide.

We laugh together

as the minutes rush by

Nana and grandchild

full of the joy to be alive.


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