This weekend I stumbled upon this poet performing a passionate poem about his grandmother. Once again I have been pulled away from the time consuming luxury of polishing poems that I write. This time it is because I have been blessed with a wonderful contract gig with a textbook publishing company writing learning objectives for their supplemental material. The text I am working on this week is about human development and yesterday I wrote on late adulthood – a phase of life I am quickly approaching. Part of the chapter discussed the grandparent/grandchild relationship. So far I have not been blessed with grandchildren, but I was certainly blessed to have had close relationships with my two wonderful grandmothers. This young man’s poem about his grandmother reminds me a lot of my maternal grandmother who while crippled with arthritis, freely opened her loving heart to me. So since I have no original poem to share with you today, dear readers, I will share this loving tribute to grandmothers. Enjoy.