Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

A Little Hurt

So you fell and hurt your knee,
Goodness gracious, let me see!
Just a little blood and dirt,
We’ll wipe it clean, so it won’t hurt.
Then in just a little while,
We will see your happy smile.
A band-aid with a funny face,
Helps to hide the scratched-up place.
Let’s sing ‘Farmer in the Dell’,
For mother’s kiss has made it well!

~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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