Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

The Sugar Pill

The doctor’s waiting room was filled —
With only standing room.
Pills for this, pills for that —
Chase the ladies’ gloom!

Women, women, women,
Crowded in the hall —
Was there no end to it,
No end at all?

Way down deep inside,
This wise doctor knew,
That to cure the many ills,
What he ought to do,

Was call each husband in,
Stand there and say,
Tell her that you love her,
Tell her three times a day!

~Dana B. Nelson

Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

The Bridge Left Unburned Behind

I was busy doing something else,
And suddenly I heard it –
A melody played that we loved.
A melody – how shall I word it? –
That brought me peace and joy and love
That I knew then. And I
Was swiftly back again in that
Dear house and seated by
The piano playing that sweet song.
As though it were yesterday,
I saw the rich, green walls and thick
Grey rug – how the sun always lay
In funny patterns on it. And
We were together again
As a family – you in your chair,
Our child close by. Oh then
There was security! For one
Brief moment it returned to me.
And with the rush of memories,
I sobbed with tears convulsively.

I wept! I wept, My Dear, because
Regardless of what went on
Before or after all these years
Since then, that song sent on
The fragments of a memory
Made me realize this: as yet
There is no way to erase a love
Of yesterday. You can’t forget
Entirely one whom you have loved.
There’ll always be a day
When it returns again so dear
In an unexpected way.
A bridge of memories will span
The miles and years to the heart of man.

~Dana B. Nelson

Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

The Kiss

You threw me a kiss from the window
As you drove away,
And I reached out and caught it
For another day.

It will bring me a rainbow
When I am blue,
And ease the pain
Of missing you.

You threw me a kiss from the window,
Now while we are apart,
I’ll wrap it up in love,
And carry it in my heart.

~Dana B. Nelson