100 Years

This day I realized my granny was my age when I was born

She would have been 100 years I never really thought of her age

Many times I found myself alone on her side 

Something about these generations we communicated

Sometimes it is hard to remember what to hang on to

Thing about children is we don't remember the best years

I was no different and do not remember more than I do

What I have is more than I will ever have

I think of my friend Karen as she spoke to herself

She said I must not be praying hard enough

I smiled that was not the reason

77 years not round

We are all children

Thing about children is we don't remember the best years

More than we will ever know

200 years a class where nothing new is ever learned