Poems

GRANNY SONNET

My daughter’s daughter is a precious gift;
Her birth, it changed my stance, the way I see:
I’ve stood back and seen the seamless streams that flow
Through mothers’ mothers’ mothers and through me.

But in bed that night my lover stopped mid act –
He laughed until I thought his heart would burst:
And when he finally caught his breath, he said
“I’ve never shagged a granny, that’s a first!”

“Well, downhill here on in for you,” I said,
“You’ve years of granny-shagging now in store. . .”
But since then that love has ended, we’ve moved on
To other lives and lovers – and what’s more –

To this day I think it’s safe to bet
This granny’s never shagged a grandad yet!