Proud Nana

Schools are closed for Veterans’ Day

So Henry, here at home,

Requested that he have a chance

To write my daily poem.

He commandeered my notebook

And began to neatly write,

Resulting in a poem so cool

It filled me with delight.

He typed it up and posted it

To send it on its way.

My grandson, 9 years old, must have

My rhyming DNA!

*Henry’s poem, “Veterans of the Ocean,”

can be found right before this one. The note at

the bottom was written by him as well.