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Fishing Entails
by A. Paige White hands that have been digging earthworms for goldfish
stop their turning motion
the little head spins around
"I love you, Nanny"
his alphalpha
pardon my Nanagrammar
alpha omega smile is feeding a fish
you know the one
it wears a chocolate silk moustache
calling only for kisses
a washcloth won't be allowed to get near it
until a certain number of kisses soften the line
below the sinker, where ways weigh the hook
His smile captains captivate
In his lap, from Pop, a first mate
It's time to pay the pied piper
Nana's coming for kisses.
Beautiful is the day
 03/22/2009 Author's Note: Didn't realize this was going to be a page of a grandson's scrapbook? You poor Pathetic reader!****
Did try some revisions after reading some of Jadi's excellent suggestions to other poets on the poetriage forum.
Posted on 03/23/2009
Copyright © 2024 A. Paige White
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 03/23/09 at 04:10 AM No fish story, this is the real thing. What a charming boy. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/23/09 at 02:10 PM ...paige, gal you steal meheart with your words then the pics seal it!!! i love him in your words and especially w/ the pics...too much! |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 03/23/09 at 02:45 PM Beautiful worded sentiment of love... well written Paige! You're such a 'cool' granny! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/23/09 at 05:12 PM Aren't those kisses grand! Tender, warmhearted, doting grandmother kind of poem. Cute photos. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 03/23/09 at 06:35 PM lol, this piece is like a slice of life, and I am savoring it...adorable! ~jewels |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/25/09 at 01:36 AM What a catch! Both of them! Thanks for this and your nanagrammar! Ha! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/25/09 at 07:11 PM Cute addition to the poem -- draws the photos right in! |
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