Grandparents Poem 
Nana Jenny
No one will miss the mess she leaves with all her art.
Animals before humans.
No shortage of ideas, some great, some a bit crazy.
Always saving things that can’t be saved. But everyone loves her.
Nana Beverly
No one messes with my Nana’s garden. Ever.
A little bit crazy, just like Lex.
Never need to tell her more than once.
Always clear and decisive. But everyone loves her.
By Eloise - Rose
