Special

In the pre-school, there are days When children get to choose A “special” person that, to them, Has garnered great reviews. That person has the honor Of a very special pass Which entitles him or her To come and hang out in the class. My grandson picked his mommy As his very first selection. His daddy was the winner Next time in his son’s affection. The time has come again And it is me who was invited! I’m sure it’s obvious I’m thrilled, Delighted and excited. It’s lovely to feel special Like that so-called top banana, But it’s even better coming from The one who made me “Nana.”