Friday, June 10, 2011

Gramma

Hear that?

No? You don't hear anything?

It's silence.

No more,
Gramma, I'm hungry.
Gramma, can I have some cereal?

Gramma, can we go to the swings? and
Gramma, can we play on the beach?"
Echo
In the summer breeze.

Reflections of
Six little heads with
Great big smiles
Appear in the waves
lapping onto shore.

Gramma...
What?
I love you.


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2 comments:

  1. Linda BJune 11, 2011 at 9:49 AM

    Oh-me too this weekend, but just one. It's a sweet poem. I can hear the voices!

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  2. AnonymousJune 13, 2011 at 2:12 PM

    Such a cutie! The photo and the "I love you" are the perfect endings to this sweet poem.
    -Stacey

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