The Teen And The Grandmother

We sit on the swing, you and I,

you devising a poem, me watching the ripples go by,

you thinking about tone and beat,

me thinking about cars and rules of the street.

You would pause and count syllables.

I would continue writing and listing,

listening to my music and the birds’ songs.

You and I, me and you, us two.

Two members of a family. Fifty -five years apart,

but close nonetheless.

You teaching me and learning from me

both at the same time.

Isn’t growing up bitter-sweet?

Kodi Wells

9/15/13

4 comments on “The Teen And The Grandmother”

susanjanealbert@verizon.net says:

Dear Kodi, Keep writing,my dear!!! You are good already and you’ll only improve! Blessings and peace, Susan

Ellen says:

What a treat! Granddaughters are so special.

elizabeth daniel bickford says:

gorgeous!

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This is absolutely magnificent. It just makes me smile all over. Thanks for letting your grandmother share it.

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