Mary la Grandmere


A grand day is the twenty first

To celebrate Grand Mary’s thirst

For grand experiences aplenty

With grandsons now Jem and Jody


Like a grandstand in the sun

Dreams of many days to come

Each one however fleet

Will be remembered tout suite


Avoiding all grandiloquence

Being not grand in any sense

Withal there is no end in sight

To this grandeur of the night


Mary la Grandmere shines and turns

And each moment with passion burns

While I, here, just by her side

Love her yet with burning pride



Sidney Schuman

January 2016