My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose

Early Stuff-III

This is some more early Stuff, back from 2002 or 03. I remembered some of the Summers I had, visiting my Grandmother out in the Country for a while and playing outside on the tiny bit of property around the house with the woods behind it. (Never went to play there, because I was a fraidycat already then ;) )
Anyhoo, I thought about my Nephews missing out on all that and I guess that's what created this Poem.
Jos.

Jamie Alexander

Tadpoles in a glass,
Frog in my hand;
Scraped knees
And a rip in the pants.
Blue summer skies,
Mud puddles,
Puppy dogs
And hot apple pie;
Grandpa’s buddy
And Grandma’s greatest blessing;
Bedtime stories
And Family Prayer.
The world belongs to a six-year-old.