My Grandchildren

First came Dwynette,

            A bundle of Joy,

Then there was Bud,
            A handsome boy.
Next came Sheila,
            A perfect delight,
Along came Johnny,
            Loving and bright.
Then came Sallie,
            Pretty and sweet,
Last came Alan,
            Nimble and neat.
These are my grandchildren,
            All whom I adore,
But I was glad when informed,
            There would be no more.

                        - Lorine “Mam-ma” Jowers