I wonder

I wonder how much being a grandmother will affect my poetry. Because I just found out that I will be one come June 2010, Lord willing!!! And yesterday during my bus & train commute home, when I'm usually way too tired to think about writing, a poem for the Little Wombed One came rushing out.

Unfortunately I wasn't very active as a poet when my daughter & son were small. I did end up writing one for/about each of them, but I didn't have the tools to keep at it. Different story now . . . & maybe it helps that most of the time I won't be the one getting up for night feedings. :-)