Her house doesn't have that typical
quintessential, baking smell of your Granny
And the pictures aren't all old
She's not your typical Matriarch
Maybe because my Granny is young
Maybe because my Granny is madser
It was only strange to call her Madser
When I discovered it wasn't typical
But she was very very young
When she became my Granny
She hadn't yet been matriarch
She hadn't yet grown old
Her only older sister died too young
And suddenly she felt too old
Within twelve months she lost my Great Granny
It took a while to get back Madser
She grew up and tried typical
She grew up and took over matriarch
She is a brilliant Matriarch
Ignoring the fact she was young
She never quite mastered typical
She still can't even manage Old
So I still call her Madser
Never ever ever Granny
She's coming to terms with being our Granny
And enjoys the perks of Matriarch
But she's most comfortable with Madser
I think it makes her feel young
Though she'll never really be old
Not while she fights typical
For a small, smiling granny, she can party like she's young
For a settled Matriarch she doesn't seem that old
But for my very own Madser, she's exactly what's typical.
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