When you smile at me,
The sun skulks,
Afraid of being replaced in my heart
By the likes of your brilliance.

I can see with crystal clarity
In my mind’s eyes,
Which do not need bifocals,
All the adventures we will have.

The towers we’ll build
And all the Legos I’ll have to keep on hand
For a cold winter day’s architecture.

The cookies we’ll bake for Mama,
The handprint we’ll put in clay for Daddy,
The pictures and the supplies I’ll need
To create them.

The nature walks and the frogs
That hopefully won’t end up in the wash.
The trips to the Zoo,
Where I’ll explain that
Even though it’s cool to see those animals there,
They would be better off if we hadn’t invaded their homes.

I will be your Nanna Banana,
Easy to be silly with me,
But full of the sweetest sort of nutrition.
Our treks to the beach and the sand,
Every time we’re together, a new adventure.
And I will count the blessings
The way all Grandmas do.

11/08/2008

Author's Note: For Atreyu.

Posted on 11/08/2008
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