My Granddaughter Walking

baby-feet-first-steps.jpgWith outstretched arms and upturned face,
Her eyes clear China blue,
She took one wobbly halting step,
Before she could take two.
Chubby fingers gripping air,
Her face so filled with joy,
She mastered ten full toddling steps
To retrieve a favorite toy.
My grand daughter walking across the floor,
Both thrilled and chilled my heart
I knew too soon she’d walk away
All grown, and on her own, apart.
Today she walks across the stage,
In tassled cap and gown.
Head held high, so proud and sure
She graduates.
Anita Stubbs

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My House of Many Rooms

I am a private person, but need a place to publish my writings, which have accumulated over the years.   I am in the autumn of my life, and feel the need to preserve some of what I have written in forms of poetry, short stories, and articles.  I have written one novel and now am working on my second one. I live quietly with my husband of 57 years, as of this coming November, in Texas.  My ancestors first came to Texas prior to the Civil War.  Other than the five or so years when we moved out of state, I have lived my life here. Anything more you may wish to know about me, you can hopefully gather from my writings, as far as my values, my character, and my impressions of humanity -- in as much and as far as I have experienced it, or imagined it.

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