Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I've been composing little poems about my grandchildren and some friends in the writing group are urging me to collect them into a little chapbook.  I never had the intention of doing the poems, they just reflected what was on my mind.  But now I'm listening to the advice and thinking it would be a lovely thing to do for the children so that when I'm gone they'll know what my experience of them was when they were young.  This grandparent thing is amazing and tricky; like balancing on a high beam.  It is also joyful and profound.  Through the grandchildren I've seen again my children, their parents, and also myself as a child and my parents.  The memories resurge and the interpretation is new.  I've been given an opportunity to see a grander scale of life, and how complex families are.  I appreciate these new insights, and my perspective has widened as a result.