The Goldilocks Grandma

THE GOLDILOCKS GRANDMA I feel like a ‘Goldilocks’ GrandmaHaving reached my eightieth yearAnd part of that generationThat the State and our country held dear My childhood was blessed by protectionFrom poverty, hunger and fearI grew up with blissful assumptionsThat all that I needed was near I’m old enough to rememberThe rationing after the warDelicious dried…