Rainy Day Magic

I learned these past few days that rainy days though dreary, in reality, can be magical when you are with your grandbaby. 

Grandmother love is unique.

It wipes away raindrops;

Warms a chilly day.

Leads me to bookstops

And filters sky's gray.
©CV, 2019

Listen to a piece of rainy day music here.

On this rainy winter day, I am at peace as my grandbaby lays asleep in the next room. Tomorrow I travel back to Long Island but tonight, I am joining Two Writing Teachers for the Slice of Life. 

Pure Joy-Grandmotherhood

There is pure joy in being a first-time grandparent. Life has taken on a whole new meaning from the very first moment that I received the text and photo that Sierra Kathryn came into the world. I instantly felt an astounding amount of joy that has grown each day.  

Leslie Stahl in her book, Becoming Grandma, talks about the enormity of being a grandmother from the initial jolt of elation. She quotes Ogden Nash's poem:

Stupendous, miraculous, unsurpassed,

A child to stagger and flabbergast,

Bright as a button, sharp as a thorn,

And the only perfect one ever born.

One year has passed and I am still feeling jolts of happiness. Whether I am face-to-face or in a Google Hangout, Sierra's radiant smile brightens my world. Using Ogden Nash's poem as a mentor text, I created the following.

Remarkable, miraculous, unimagined

A little one so charming you can't fathom, 

Curious as a cat, radiant as the sun
And full of perfection yet undone.
©CVarsalona, 2018, Virginia 

I have found out that a Grandma's time is not her own when she is grandbaby sitting. This post is short and sweet so I can go back to spending time with Sierra and celebrate her birthday tomorrow. 

My artist/poet friend, Michelle Kogan, is hosting today's Poetry Friday Roundup and adding her BAYOU SONG Book Review. Michelle's interview with author and poet Margaret Simon is the first stop on the BAYOU SONG Blog Tour. I will be one of the last stops on July 27, 2018.