Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Playroom Poem

In The Playroom

It's puzzling
I study you while you play
all wonder and wild
you humming like a song
boy enthralled in the wood
in pieces of cows and 
cars in the corn 

Wonder guy
sweet pumpkin delight
happy tender two
million dollar smile
what greater love

In my niche
shoeless on the playroom floor
Bears Buzy Day 
There's a Monster In My Closet
And that Grinch
he had a  wonderful awful idea.
I have a Love Song For A Baby
that's getting so big

All these mornings I run in circles
around the orange tree, hearing you growl
listening to you fuss, I want to stay at Nana's.
Boohoo, we want our appendix out too!
(Madeline, by Ludwig Bemelmans) 

I have found paradise, my Paris
that pays big bucks indeed
in hugs and in laughter
so fruitfully full of
storybook ending,
little words wth big meanings
brand new crazy nouns
(dars and frucks)

Sad goodbyes then nice quiet
for  Nana, a granny, an ole girl
that needs rest
from your round brown 
beautiful eyes, reflection
a chance to piece together  
your future your smartness
but mostly your now. 

Nana Connie


Grandma Kc said...

That's really beautiful! Isn't this Grandma thing just the best?

Grandma Shelley said...

I wished the walls of our playrooms could just soak it all in for us once so we could push rewind someday!

Susan Adcox said...

Wowser. You've been hiding your Muse under a bushel! Wonderful piece. You did all the things I used to teach my students to do, including having a boffo ending!

Granny Nanny said...

Beautiful poetry! You speak for all of us!

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