fraGRANcy!

My grandson
Has inherited quite a lot
He has the same birthmark
That ive got, in the same spot

Just at the back of the neck
My daughter has it too
A quirky thing to inherit
But nothing particular new

Hope he doesn't
Inherit my sense of humour
Or both his parents youthful over indulgency
Im sure they're just a rumour

I'm still sixteen
Or so i'd like to think
I may grow up one day
Although not likely, sayeth i, with a mischievous wink

In seventeen years, therefore
My grandson would be older than me
Even though by then
I'll physically be, eighty three!
(It may depend on my poses
Whether i come up smelling of roses?)

by Jemia