A Haiku for Grandma

Another something Grandma is doing again is trying to write poetry. She said that it does the same as piano playing - it exercises her brain. She has a pile of poetry she's written over the years and she's digging it out. I didn't understand any of it but if Grandma lets me sleep on her desk while she writes, I like that! All my words rhyme so I wrote this one:

Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
meow meow meow meow meow.
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow

Grandma translated it for me. It's a Haiku.

Sleeping in on weekends is
so overrated.
Let's get up at 6 today!

This is me, waking Grandma up. I was looking in her eyes, walking over her and reciting my Haiku. She said she was very proud of me. Then we ate breakfast.