My Granny

Some people moan about their grannies,
But I don't moan about mine.
I've spent many a pleasurable hour,
And talked away the time.

With stories about her life in the war,
Its amazing how different things were.
But compare some of these to today,
And things really are quite similar.

I turn an embarrassed shade of red,
As she tells me a secret swear word.
I thought that was a recent thing,
Shows what we've all heard!

Really, I can't believe what I'm hearing,
Did my granny get up to those things,
And what she's told me about my mother,
I could blackmail her with all this.

But I won't really do that,
Her secret is safe with me,
I look forward to other stories,
About her and her family

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'My Granny' appears in '1999 Poets Anthology' by Anchor Press
Published January 1999