Poems My Grandmother Taught Me

Squirting Fun

Shawnie, Shawnie, has the hose.
Oops! See how the water goes
Up in the air, a fountain of joy,
Raining down on a little boy.
Now on the flowers, now the patio,
Now he’s discovered it make a rainbow!
He squirts the water everyplace,
There it goes in Daddy’s face!

~Dana B. Nelson