Hello Nana
Relationships with grandkids
Are controlled by mom and dad
And time with them fulfills a dream
I didn’t know I had.
For hours that we spend are not
Like any other time –
Exhausting, yes, but precious
And delightfully sublime.
Yet as they age, becoming selves
That they’ll grow up to be,
Connections made outside the home
May oftentimes be key.
So I was thrilled this weekend
When each grandchild made a call,
On Daddy’s phone, to share some news
That held them in its thrall.
If life is like a garden
And a grandchild is a seed
Sown and nurtured by their parents,
There’s one thing each one will need –
It’s the sunshine that the nana
And the grandpa do provide.
“Hello Nana” on the phone was proof
That need’s been satisfied.
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