These days
I am practicing
the fine art
of being useful
to the parents
of my grandchildren—

which mostly means
smiling,
complimenting,
offering words of encouragement.

I’m honing my diplomatic skills,
polishing my self-discipline,
learning when to speak

and when to keep quiet

I remember
the many mistakes I made
as a mother—
oh, so many—

and I bow deeply
to the experts now:
my own grown children,
following their lead.

I am learning
to love fiercely
to care deeply
without being in charge.

To instill some values
that matters most:
hard work and kindness,
fun gatherings and good food.

And, if I may
sneak in one more gift—
I hope it is this:
a keen-hearted sense of humor.