Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

The Gift

You held your hands behind your back,
“Which hand do you choose?” you said.
“Oh, I’ll take the right one,” I answered you.
And you laughed and shook your head.
“You’re wrong! You chose the wrong one!
It was in the left, and see
It’s a beautiful shell I found,
A gift to you from me!”

I put it in my coincase,
And look at it every day.
And I can see your happy face,
And I can hear you say,
“Which hand do you choose?” your eyes all aglow.
And I wonder if you realize
The thing I cherish most of all
Is the love you give me from your eyes.

~Dana B. Nelson


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

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