Over here I’ll snuggle with you
If you move, I’ll have to, too
Stretched out without a care
Warm sunlight, we’re quite the pair
Always together we two!
In response to Mind and Life Matters Limerick Poetry Challenge, Homonym.
Picture from Pixabay. Isn’t that the cutest doggie face ever??
I’m not sure if this is a particular format, I just like the way the six words per line flowed…
Peering up through lowered lashes, wary
Your eyes meet mine, you wink…
Confused, I glance away, cheeks berry
Then search for hints of lies
You smile, but I see questions
Hidden within those deep dark eyes
Nervous, I bite my lower lip
I know you know I’m afraid
Feel my pulse, a racing clip
Always treasure my heart and feelings
You’ll be so careful, you plead
Whispered chance, my mind is reeling…
Photo from Pixabay
JP is my 4 year old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us while their new house was being built. One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him. It makes me hopeful for the next generation. He is so wise and so much fun! You can find all my Me and JP stories here.
Oh, how I’ve missed babysitting my little JP! He turned four at the end of September and started preschool a few weeks before his birthday. And we haven’t had a chance to babysit him because of all my health stuff. But we’re back to our Tuesday and Thursday schedule for now.
Yesterday we picked him up from preschool and went to the park for awhile. He was full of information about school and the good day that he had. He’s learning to count and the colors in Spanish. He can already count to ten in Spanish without any help. I’m pretty sure he will do something totally fabulous with his life, like cure a dread disease or lead the Free World🙂
Me: Did you see Ella at recess? (Ella is his cousin who goes to the same preschool)
JP: Ella was playing dinosaurs and roaring really loud.
Me: So did you play with her?
JP: I played with Mahir. His name starts with an M. You remember him, right, Nana?
Me: I’m not sure. Did I meet him before?
JP: He’s kind of a little guy.
Me: Ah, well, what did you do with Mahir?
JP: We played dinosaurs and Ella chased us.
JP: Nana, what sound does H make?
Me: It makes a ha sound, like hippos.
JP: Or horse?
Me: That’s right!
JP: Well, Hassini starts with an H.
Me: Yes, I think it does. Is Hassini in your room?
JP: Yes, Nana. She looked pretty today.
Me: She did? What was she wearing?
JP: Her ballet outfit.
Me: She was? Was it pink or purple?
JP: It’s pink. And she put it on all by herself!
JP: Nana, want to hear a song?
JP: Rain, rain go away, come back another day. It’s the weather.
Me: That was nice, are there more words?
JP: I don’t know. I don’t think so.
Me: Well, maybe when we get home we can look on the computer.
JP: Or we can just ask my Dad.
There are so many things I’m grateful for this beautiful mid-October day, but I’ll just tell you about one fun thing that happened a week ago for which I’m so thankful…
My local hospital has a large and wonderful service dog program. I requested a dog visit during my last hospitalization and one evening was visited by the gorgeous Josie and her owner.
Josie was an enormous grey and white cloud of wavy fur, easily 90 pounds, part standard Poodle, part Bermese Mountain Dog. I wish I’d taken a picture, but this one I found online is close to what she looked like. She proceeded to sniff me as I petted her, nibbled a little on my wristband and then plopped down by the side of the bed.
And as her owner and I talked, I found that she was a 15 year breast cancer survivor and her sister was a 20 plus year breast and ovarian cancer survivor. Small world…
Picture courtesy Google