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Created on: October 14, 2008
Growing Up
At the Crossroad
left or right
up or down
straight ahead, don't look back now.
The kids are grown, grandkids here now too
I did a good job with them, I know this is true.
I wasn't perfect at all
made mistakes along the way
but they were always my first concern, my heartbeat, my jewels
and I'm glad I got them out of harm's way.
They grew up right, with love all around,
and never gave me any grief,
like others' children I've seen.
They did the right things,
grew up in the church, loved God,
went to college, loved life,
and each other too.
They danced, loved music, and of course the boys,
had lots of friends, loved everyone, it's true.
They're both married now, got lives of their own
and do a pretty good job of making a life of their own.
They're good moms too, raising children with values and respect and
they work hard at making their homes filled with love.
I do love those grandkids, they bring me such joy,
they love me completely as I do them too
and we have so much fun, those 3 kids and I.
They're the lights of my life when all else is falling apart for me.
I try and give them all my grandparents gave to me,
the time, the support, that unconditional love.
We explore, we dance, make jokes now too,
roll down the hills, they even have spitting contests too!
We walk by the trees, look up at the stars and the moon.
We've gone fishing and swimming, bowling, Magic Mountain, and to parks galore,
played baseball and catch ball, MiMi even tried her hand at soccer too.
We've tickled and wrestled, told stories at night.
We've painted on paper and on fence posts too,
done play-dough, tea parties, and leggos sometimes.
We've made cookies and pancakes,
they've come to my house, painted on my porch,
they've gone through my jewelry, my CD's, my collection of rocks.
They look at old pictures and say "who's that?"
We talk about birds, bugs, school, snakes,
ghosts in their bedrooms, when mom and dad had a spat,
or the bully at school.
Yeah, they bring me much joy, those grandkids of mine.
I try to be there for them, as with my daughters,
these kids are my life.
And yet, here I sit, alone as I write, and wonder which path I should take at this time in my life. Ah, 50! Supposedly THERE. Others check homes acquired, maybe paid off now too, savings accounts at the bank, social security checks or pension checks on the way now soon. Married to the same man for 30 some years, and if not, their settlement made life pretty fair even still. Their degrees on the walls, their mortgages almost paid off, money in the bank, health
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