Bridging The Generational Divide

My tongue is raw from biting;

 my cheeks swell with

 unsolicited, sage advice.

True, I do very little talking.

  My granddaughter,

in turn, does very little balking.

 Our lunch together is

an unreal, but satisfying, success.

                                                                                     JDG

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