FLUID

I'm loving your poetry. It expands us yet speaks to OUR family. Here's mine for today:

FLUID
Three three six
Eight eight nine ten
Eleven eleven
Fourteen (Tilo)
Fifteen fifteen twenty
Twenty three twenty five.
Brain teaser?
But no more in this sequence!
For you see
Today is Ben L's birtday.
He's eight. Whoops! So is Lia.
And two elevens? Only for two weeks,
Then Joe turns twelve, Andrew.
Fifteen? Brian quickly tells Kirsten
"I'm almost sixteen."
And the fluidity goes on.
Grandchildren, like motionless water
Continually move and change.

God bless the cycle of life, generations, regenerating.
Protect these fifteen
Raise each to be Your child
Years without end. Amen.

Grandma M