Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

Surprise!

When I was just a baby,
Not much bigger than a minute,
My mother bought a basket,
And put a pillow in it.
And when she’d go out for a drive,
Or she’d go anywhere,
That would be my little bed,
And I was happy there.
But one day mother went to call,
With the basket over her arm.
She had me completely hidden
With blankets to keep me warm.
When she saw the basket the lady said,
“Whatever can it be?”
“A basket of apples,” mother replied,
But it wasn’t – it was me!

~Dana B. Nelson

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Husband. Father. Grandfather. Life enthusiast. Life coach. Commentator. Photographer. Capturing My world. Sharing My perspectives.

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