Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

Make-Believe

Sandy’s got a tummy-ache,
Isn’t that a shame?
Mother said, “For goodness sake,
Wonder what’s to blame?”

Mother had a pretty bowl,
Lots of candy in it,
Sandy saw the bowl and ate
It empty in a minute.

Then he got the tummy-ache.
“One thing I’d like to know,”
Said Mother, when she saw the bowl,
“Where did that candy go?”

Sandy thought awhile and sid,
“The dearest little elf
Came to visit me awhile
And he just helped himself!”

“Why, that’s a queer thing,” Mother said,
“And sense it doesn’t make.
If the elf ate the candy,
Why have you the tummyache?”

He smiled, “Oh, it was such a lovely
Story about the elf,
But it was only make-believe,
I ate it all myself!”

~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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