Once more she is off,
Travelling the world,
This young lady of adventure,
Fearless as she goes through her life.
A forthright lady who suffers fools
Not at all,
But whose trust is paramount
To all around her.
Into the unknown she now ventures
Firm in the knowledge
That all will be wonderful
In this new old country.
A country of both ancient
And modern times,
To where she will teach the young
And lead them into a broader life.
A young lady of whom I am proud,
No, extremely proud
As she ventures forth.
All I can give her
Is my profound respect,
And all my love,
As her Grandfather.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Our eldest Granddaughter has gone to Beijing for a year to teach English as a foreign language, a wonderful opportunity for her, she will be missed but the experience will be wonderful for her.
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Ahh, a fine write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Ahhhhhhh ANDY the Joy & Pride of Grandadhood ! I will have to wait at least another 50 years before mine (if any) mature enough to travel abroad alone ~ you are right to be very PROUD of her. Thanks for sharing ~ also an excellent piece of Classic Opera ~ AMEN ~ Please check my tribute to JIM REEVES ~ Yours Brian
Thank you Brian, being a Granddad is wonderful, we now have six grandchildren.
Andy,
Congratulations to your granddaughter! Such a great opportunity for her!
A lovely young lady I’m sure she is...
“O Soave Fanciulla”...
La Bohème...one of Puccini’s great operas!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura, yes it is a wonderful opportunity for her, our daughter's other daughter will be off to France and Italy for a year in a couple of weeks as part of her University degree.
Awesome!
Where in Italy?
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good to read yours words as they are ,,,zigs
Thank you Ziggy, most kind.
I'm with you Andy - aren't we so fortunate to have gifted and loving grandchildren. Great work.
WE certainly are Michael, it is great to see them flourish.
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