
GRANDMOTHER SHOULD SEE ME NOW
She sat there with such patience.
As she set my hair in rags.
My curls were long and springy –
Not one ever sagged.
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She’d brush my hair 100 strokes.
Before I’d go to bed.
She put the rags in one by one,
To keep the curls, she said.
As I approached my teenage years,
I knew without a doubt,
There had to be a way to say.
“No more rags! They’re coming out!!”
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Many years have passed since then.
The length has changed a bit.
My hair has been different colors.
According to my wit.
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I finally like my hair enough.
Where I feel I can take a bow.
It’s long and straight and turning gray.
My grandmother should see me now!
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.




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