Nanny

By Melody Nadal Aka Ody Munson

Stepping into the shoes of their momma,
I carry on with the gift of comforting grace.
These little angels, my Achilles’ heel.

I shall watch them grow from babes to wise adults.
One day my service will end.
I hope to be remembered as the nanny whose great love never surrendered.

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