Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

To Shawn

I wish I could go to a store today
And say to a clerk, “I’d like to see
A dear little boy with big brown eyes,
And dimpled cheeks, between two and three.”

And maybe she’d show me a lot of boys,
And maybe she’d just have a few,
But the one I’d take would have to look,
And act, and be exactly like you.

And she’d say to me, “Shall I wrap him up?”
And I’d reply, “Oh, never mind.
I’ll take him just as he is. You see,
I’m so awfully glad that I could find

Just what I wanted. I like him this way,
With a dirty face and uncombed hair,
His knees all skinned, and his pants coming down,
His shoes untied, and his midriff bare.”

And he’d come to me with his arms out-stretched,
And I’d say, “I love you!” as we walked to the door.
Oh, I wish I could go into town and get
A dear little boy like you at a store!

~Dana B. Nelson


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

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