Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

I Like These Things

I like the way you honk the horn
When you’re coming in the drive,
For you know that I’m waiting
When the clock says five.

I like the way you smile at me
When company is around,
Your eyes will say, “I love you!”
You don’t have to make a sound.

And the way your bedroom slippers
Are left beside the chair,
When I am by myself
It’s nice to see them there.

Like the way that we can sit
Together without talking,
And the way you hold my hand
Whenever we go walking.

And the little sign we have,
(A secret between we two)
Of saying without words,
“Darling, I love you!”

We’re awfully lucky, aren’t we,
Dearest, you and I?
Growing old together
As time goes by.

~Dana B. Nelson

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Husband. Father. Grandfather. Life enthusiast. Life coach. Commentator. Photographer. Capturing My world. Sharing My perspectives. You may also enjoy my new blog: amoralamusings.blog where I sound off on a variety of topics.

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