From Grandma Hall (We'll change the name)

Between Mother and Other

                                      My heart is younger, higher

                                      than at any time since I held

                                      your beginning life against it.

                                      The mirror does not lie.

                                      I am as my mother was,

                                      As I, of course, would never be.

                                      On this day of days, time is

                                      gracious.

                                      It has, I think, a special

                                      fondness

                                      For first time grandmothers

                                      and so leaves one thing

                                      unchanged----

                                      I love your son as I loved

                                      the son cradled in my arms,

                                      that long-ago yesterday,

                                      when I was you, and you were

                                      he.

                                                              ----  Jacqueline Shaheen