Elizabeth Mccann Poet Free verse

Flutter-Byes

"Buff-a-flies!" My tiny granddaughter points 
   to the black and yellow wings settling around us.
"Butter-flies," I agree with caveat. 

She scowls and refuses to speak again 
  until after dinner time.
Did I learn my lesson? Mostly...

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Nancy Kaufman April 12, 2023 at 7:01 AM this is soo cute. I can actually envision her saying that. What a blessing to have grands in your seasoned years. I wish had at least one of those but not in my fate unfortunately. Elizabeth Mccann April 12, 2023 at 6:17 PM Ah, Nancy, I have only one myself and that is sad enough. She's quite a good one though! Elizabeth

Maurice Rigoler March 27, 2023 at 8:27 PM I wrote a poem some time ago on how the butterfly got its name. As it turns out (some some research) the "experts" don't know. Some experts think its name may have had something to do with witches! Check it out with Google. / Maurice

Andrea Dietrich March 27, 2023 at 4:42 PM this is adorable. She probably didn't like the idea of flies with butter on them!!

Elizabeth Mccann March 14, 2023 at 2:31 AM Thanks so much, Shirley! Yes, the little ones say things so directly, it makes you smile. Elizabeth

Shirley Hawkins March 13, 2023 at 9:15 PM Lovely verse, Elizabeth. If all us Mums, Grandmothers and Great grandmothers wrote down these little gems that their young children have said, it would make a fun little book to read. Take care, Shirley

Elizabeth Mccann March 12, 2023 at 2:50 PM My bad, Joe. I forgot the title. We got a good laugh, nevertheless! She again distained our version. Ostriches she could understand! Thanks for the call in. Elizabeth

Joe Maverick March 12, 2023 at 12:21 PM What happened to Advance Australia fair Elizabeth.? Just a little 'sticky-beaking' No! don't run tgat by your grandaughter.' Howsumever those moments flutter-bye Too fast.' Slices of gold the truth be told Enjoy them while they last.'

Gershon Wolf February 23, 2023 at 7:33 PM As long as you let her eat her 'buzghetti' with 'mato sauce,' everything will work out! lol. Elizabeth Mccann March 5, 2023 at 9:33 PM The Aussie National Anthem is "Australians, let us rejoice." So, having learned, I did not correct her version:"Australians, and ostriches...!" Elizabeth

Sotto Poet February 23, 2023 at 10:31 AM You've written a beautiful poem, Elizabeth. Verbally berating my kids is a memory I will never forget. Things worked out OK, though. Blessings Elizabeth Mccann March 5, 2023 at 9:34 PM Thanks so much! So kind! Elizabeth

Daniel Turner February 23, 2023 at 5:56 AM Made me laugh, Elizabeth. I can vividly remember correcting my children. It was all good, though. Have a blessed day. Elizabeth Mccann March 5, 2023 at 9:35 PM Sorry for so late a reply.. slow days! Nice to share these memories! Elizabeth

Victor Buhagiar February 22, 2023 at 11:02 PM Children must learn. Maybe another time to show her the way. Elizabeth Mccann February 23, 2023 at 1:15 AM Yes, Victor. As I said one time in an earlier poem, "N'er g'ie name to your pleasure." A very nice man taught me that. Elizabeth

Tom Cunningham February 22, 2023 at 11:00 PM Oh dear, they don't like to be told lol. Tom Elizabeth Mccann February 23, 2023 at 1:17 AM No! She stood up for herself right from the beginning! Happily, she has continued to do so, now 22! Elizabeth