Changing seats at the big table of life.
It seems like just a few years ago,
I ventured out into the world.
Having moved from the highchair of life,
to a seat at the big table,
the chair of fresh adulthood.
And as time does,
it flew right past.
And soon I was sitting in the parenthood chair.
knowing a lifetime would be spent there.
Oh, but I misunderstood.
Again I find myself changing chairs.
On to the grandparent's seat I go!
I love this new position at the table of life.
This chair is the thrown,
and life is nothing but good!
Granny Bird.
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