Granny Natters

My absent-minded granddaughters

are so upset with me

and for what reason

I really fail to see.

As they headed out the door

on this icy morn,

I did my granny thing

and asked,

 not even plaintively,

“Remembered to wear shoes?” 

–  and, oh, the scorn. 

                                                                                                      JDG

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