a poem in my pocket

Grandma,
who bore seven children,
rambunctious and noisy,
marveled
over my great aunt,
who raised six children,
so well-behaved
that following a meal
she would direct them
once
in a very soft voice…
they would immediately
clear the table
and
wash the dishes.

A quadrille  (poem of exactly 44 words) for dVerse Poets Pub with De.