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
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4 comments:
That's really beautiful! Isn't this Grandma thing just the best?
I wished the walls of our playrooms could just soak it all in for us once so we could push rewind someday!
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!
Beautiful poetry! You speak for all of us!
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