When My Daughter Was Pregnant
Close To The End
When my daughter was pregnant, I called every day,
Even though there was little to say;
Well it got worse near the end
And I didn’t really want to offend;
But this was my baby too
And I was feeling I needed something to do;
So I called twice, okay maybe some days it was three,
“So, how are you feeling?” “Same” she would say,
And that’s how it went most every day;
“I’ll call you,” said she, “soon as I know”,
Hoping I’d take the hint and quietly go;
But I called back again and again and again,
Grandpapas are like that close to the end.
Sincerely,
From The Guest's Stork Nest~
Grandpapa
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