Look, Grandma
I’ve got new ears.
And you won’t believe
What all I can hear.
The noise rain makes
When it hits the ground.
The squeak of my bed
When I’m lying down.
The sound birds make
Close up and way far.
The ring of the bell
On my bike handlebar.
The sound of the wind
Blowing in the trees.
The buzz in the flowers
Of the bumbly bees.
The sound milk makes
When mom pours a cup.
The whoosh of a balloon
When dad blows it up.
So, no one has to shout,
They don’t have to yell.
Cause with my new ears
I can hear you real well.
I'm thrilled to read of the dawn of a new world of hearing for Megan. Praise the Lord!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure she loved hearing you read the verses you wrote in honor of her "new ears."
Megan's beautiful.
What a fantastic poem! I loved the sublime parts the most, like, "The squeak of my bed, When I’m lying down." Beautiful. I am sure she'll treasure this most when she is older and doesn't exactly remember everything. Love it!
ReplyDeleteOh, this is lovely! Your granddaughter is lovely, and this must be exciting for all of you.
ReplyDeleteVery sweet imagery. Thanks for sharing.
Written with your joy and love shining through. This is writing about what you know for the heart. You will cherish this poem forever and I'm honored that you shared it with us.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I am so happy for her. She loved the poem and thinks it's pretty neat her Grandma wrote it for her. I think I will expand it a bit more (I originally tried to stick with 55 words, then when that didn't work 110!) I have lots more I want to say on this topic, so will just keep going with it.
ReplyDeleteYou already know I like the poem. (You could write more verses, take some pics of her doing the stuff & make her a picture book out of it). But what I actually wanted to comment on was the pic. She looks so confident! That is awesome!!
ReplyDeleteYour poem and the lovely picture of Megan have put a smile on my face. I'm so happy for her!
ReplyDeleteThis is an excellent poem and what a sweet girl! I like the same as Kathan, 'the squeak of my bed'. Those of us who can hear take things like that for granted--or consider them annoying.
ReplyDeleteSort of puts life in perspective, doesn't it.
It's late so I'm off to appreciate my squeaky bed.
Thank you all for your encouraging comments! I will be writing additional verses for this poem and, as Sandra suggests, make it into a book for Megan.
ReplyDeleteHey! New theme! I like it -- very cheerful and upbeat!
ReplyDeleteThanks! Thought I'd join the "change" movement! I'm hoping it will bring blue skies to our area! I'm tired of the rain and gray....
ReplyDeleteOne more thing -- I read in one of your posts somewhere that you are reading Tinkers. Let me know what you think, okay? I'm gonna be out of town for a couple of weeks (road trip! road trip!) and I'm sticking with a bunch of paperbacks from my pile to take with me, but may be looking for something new when I get back...
ReplyDeleteYeah in terms of weather -- we have sun and sun and sun and heat and heat and heat. We think about Victoria BC (A. lived there for many years) but I'm not sure I could handle gray skies that much.
Yes, I'm reading Tinkers and it is very interesting. I'm only 1/4 of the way into it, but will let you know. Road trip?? Way fun - have a great time! If you come out to BC, you should stop in here!
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