Crayons Don't Cry Options

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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

[Guest_ohsteve_*]

Arnie/John what a wonderful thing to have happen, my grandkids all call me Papa too just like I did to my grandfather. They all call my wife Nana just like everyone called her mother. Traditions that go on from generation to generation, the little things that make life worth living. I had my mind on something completely different when this popped in and said write me...I am so glad you enjoyed.

Steve