A poem I wrote for my granddaughter when she was 3 she is now 12

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When I post one of my poems on a discussion someone asks for another so I hope this is ok xx HIGH LOW SHE SAYS I woke up in the morning feeling quite down I looked in the mirror I was wearing a frown I thought my granddaughters I'll give them a call They're two lovely girls one short and one tall I dialled the number and hoped they were in I wait for an answer my face starts to grin HI-LO says her voice in her own special way I start to laugh she fair makes my day HI-LO who's speaking she says so polite She's taking her time so to get the words right She's not quite three yet only two and a half With the cute things she says she sure makes me laugh I know it's you Nanny she say's with such grace And she starts to laugh saying I know you're funny face Don't be silly Rebecca my face you can't see And she laughs and she laughs and squeals out with glee Do you want me or Mummy she shouts out so loud She sings out so happy with her voice Oh so proud Mummy Mummy it's Nanny but I think she want's me Yes she wants me Rebecca cause I'm nearly three Can I speak to Mummy or has she gone to town Wait Nanny! I'll go see and she puts the phone down