Bubbi, grandmom of my friend Elayne,
Was like a Bubbi to me;
She baked wonderful birthday cakes.
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A beautiful poem Joan. Brings back some great childhood memories of my grandmother. She still cooks for me when I visit her but forces me to eat too much food. Now luckily she force feeds my brother in law and he cant help but oblige. Thank you for this wonderful poem and the painting is amazing too.
A lovely story and poem. My best friend as a child had a buubi too and she was a sweet Czech fireplug who cooked amazing things. This brought back some long dormant memories. Thanks, Joan. Peace
In life we come across many people we learn from but we cannot forget those who impart our lives. God bless you
One of my goals was always to impact other people's lives in a positive way. Teaching gave me that opportunity. Thank you