The Healing Too
Ring the tiny silver bell
that's the way that he can tell
when a visitor arrives
trying hard to stay alive
Grandpa smokes his pipe at noon
says "You're here,and none too soon!"
claps you on your scrawny spine
"Come on in it's Healing Time!"
Grandma brings a purple quilt
one that Aunt Matilda built
something stuffed with eider down
with an underside of clowns
Laughing at you,with you too
just so serious won't do
now come wrap up by the fire
sister,come and play the lyre
Uncle Willy,make some tea
sassafras with mint for me
pour a nice hot cup for all
Grandma,get your story shawl
Bring the puppies from the yard
Tom cat too,oh he's a card
he'll curl up with you for sure
that will be a double cure
Now lean close and tell your tale
outside hear the howling gale
tell us how you braved the war
left your soul in Zanzibar
whisper ,lest the night birds hear
and take it to anothers' ear
the night is dark and cold and deep
Wait,Grandpa,look,he's fast asleep!
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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