Oh Jabber, dear Jabber, how the time does fly,
Seems my days are so much shorter,
I can’t really tell you why.

My grandchildren occupy a lot of my time.
And I do still try to earn a nickel and dime.

Then there are dentist appointments and seeing the old doc too,
Been treating my corns, - from all too tight shoes.
Cleaning the house, although I sometimes just pretend,
And dear Hubby needs lovin’, to which I attend.

But still I was able to whip up this little poem
Keep up the fort, Jabber, yes you show’em!
You don’t give up, gosh, you are quite spunky,
Give me a five! From your coffee junky.