Eurpa Poets' Gazette No. 69, January 2010

Grandchildren
Just looking at our grandkids, it’s clear that in God’s scheme
Who they’d be, that now they are, was written in their genes.
Familiar traits we notice, and there, so plain to see,
There are little bits like grandma and even some like me.
Random issues from their gene pool, they were not given choices;
Some have lovely hair, or eyes, or golden singing voices.
There’s studious and quiet, and some with poise and grace,
Practical and patient, and all with friendly face.
Those qualities that we admire, they fill our hearts with pride,
While others, we convince ourselves, come from the other side!
They’ve individual looks and likes, yet it’s quite clear to me,
They’re simply just some fresh new twigs on our old family tree.
So family traits are handed down, from each age to another,
Just as it has always been since Eve became a mother.
© Pete Stratford