Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

Perplexed

She sat by the mouse trap and softly cried,
Because a little grey mouse had died.

“He’s such a tiny Little Mouse Grey,
He couldn’t harm us in any way.
He wanted to live as much as I.
And now you’ve left this little mouse die!
One time our kitty hurt a mouse,
And I found him near the house,
And I held him carefully
In my hand, and he liked me.
I petted him and we talked a bit,
Then I said goodbye to it.
He was my friend when he ran away,
I know he’ll come back to see my some day!”

As I saw her there with tears in her eyes,
And the faith that only childhood knows,
It saddened me to think of what
One loses as one older grows.

~Dana B. Nelson

Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

And Then The Rains Came

When I was young and immature,
The sky was blue,
The sun was bright.
And I was sure – oh, I was sure,
What I should do
To keep things right,
Was laugh the little cares away,
And I turned night time into day.
I danced, and laughed and I was gay.

Now I am older and mature,
Somber the sky
And dim the sun.
Now I am sure – oh, I am sure,
Though laugh I try,
It can’t be done.
I smile and good control I keep,
All day I hide the heartaches deep,
But in the night I weep, I weep.

~Dana B. Nelson