Today’spoem

SPITTING IMAGE?

Exam results had come through at last And the family had come to tea; Among them two proud grannies Who could not hide their glee. Paternal Gran said: ‘He takes after me And in maths, he’s like my brother, You know physics was his dad’s best subject And in art, he’s like my mother.’ Maternal Gran, her feathers ruffled Said: ‘I don’t agree. Why Tom is really more like our Kate With her 1st class hons degree!’ ‘Well,’ said paternal Gran to placate, ‘Perhaps he takes after both sides then. Although in looks you must acknowledge He’s the image of my eldest, Den.’ But maternal Gran was far from amused. ‘You’ve lost the plot!’ her voice was shrill. ‘Everybody says that dear grandson Tom Is the exact double of our Phil.’ Paternal Gran is slow to anger But this had got her riled. ‘Thank goodness in temperament at least He’s definitely his father’s child!’ But their faces soon turned from scowls to smiles When Tom came into view. ‘You’re so clever and handsome,’ said both grans, ‘There’s no one else like you!’