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Crayons Don't Cry

Colored smudges on the table top
from the picture she drew, now hanging
by alphabet magnets on our fridge.

A typical drawing of a six year old;
stick figures of mom and dad,
her and baby sister.

Yellow flowers in front of a red house,
with a bee as big as a hummingbird.

Our house isn't red...

That's OK, I put smoke coming out
the top, but we don't have a fireplace.

Why do mommy and daddy have tears?
'Cause you're sad about nana dying.
Why don't you have tears?
'Cause I know, she's in heaven.

She went out to play, while thoughts
of red houses, fireplaces and heaven
soared with my afternoon tea.

Feb. 17, 2010
© Steve Pray

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G'day Steve.

You must enjoy, as I do, the trust and acknowledgement that young minds
accept in answer to their questions.

This poem is typical and soo true to todays grandchild.

Every word written is an everyday experience.

A most enjoyable poem mate.


A couple of days ago Pam and my daughter Andrea went to Sydney to visit a specialist.

Andrea suffers from Cardio Myopathy and MS.

I was left, in their wake, to look after our grandson, Angus, '8Yrs, 9 in March.'

We were playing, Monopoly, not as a board game, as a card game.

In the card game there is a card 'Just say No',. When this card is acquired, If any other
player asks for any of the cards you hold, you play this card 'Just say No'.
and the raid on cards is thwarted.
Our grandson calls us Mama (Pam) and Papa (me).
I said to Angus, wouldn't it be fun to make a 'Just say No' card for Papa to play when Mama
comes home from Sydney.

His eye lit up and he said, Yeeeah.

He spent 15 minutes making the card on a blank 11B envelope, and I placed in my top pocket.
When Pam came home she asked me to feed the animals.
I played Angus's 'Just say No' card.
Pam read the card and we all had a good laugh, most of all Angus.

It is little things like this that make life, so special, mate.


A great poem.

Made my day,mate.


John