Tuesday, June 7, 2022

A GRAND Calls



Nora calls me in the morn,

And on my face, a smile is born.

The magic of the phone begins

And poof! I see my daughter’s twin.


Nora loves her mother’s lap

And from that perch, we launch our chat.

First comes, “Good morning, dear!

What’s all about in your sphere?"


She ponders and shy smiles a thought

That comes out when her words are caught.

She wants to see a grapefruit round

But only other fruit is found.


The wonder, though, is not undone.

An apple is a lovely one!

A strawberry…and lemons too!

Oh Nora, may we see like you.


We talk about her hair, her dress.

I see her lace, and am impressed.

We talk about her dog, her dad

And all the food and fun she’s had.


The clock, it ticks; our time winds down.

She’s off to see and charm her town.

“Bye! Love you!” Both are told.

Then I am left with a screen to hold.








1 comment:

  1. What a wonderful retelling of those precious calls!!! ❤️

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