Would a snack-happy
happy snacker
with a snacky itch to scratch
be a happy snacker
if he snacked a happy snack
such as a happy cracker
or could there be a catch
as it was not enough
healthy happy snacky stuff
and he'd need something to munch
with a much more succulent crunch
a Grannie Smith or Golden Delic'
a happy snack-like pick
happily snackily
should really do the trick
Green granny faerie ends up on the Subway express
Every St Patrick’s day and her hair is a mess.
She tells tales about witches, goblins and such.
No one can shush her, her cheeks are all flush.
She is excited like a little girl, she has a happy face.
The subway riders know her and treat her with grace.
Magical green granny faerie, who appears once a year.
Disappears as sneakily and quickly as she doth appear.
If Grannie could speak to you today,
This is what she'd want to say…..
“My Dear, Dear Grands, I love you so.
But Father said, “It’s time to go.”
My Dear, Dear Grands, do not feel sad.
My soul is with Jesus. Rejoicing, glad.
Listen to your elders and grow up right.
Choose the goodness of God…. Seek to live in the Light.
Be strong. Have courage……proud black women, and men,
smiling on our memories….. now and then.
My Dear, Dear Grands, my love is still near.
Have peace in your hearts for I rest in God’s care.”
5/4/2023
A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE no 1215'
Flat on her stomach Grannie rode
her adrenalin overflowed
she went in style
with a big smile
into the paddle battle she flowed
The heart of an ancient wahine
she called her personal genie
a goofy foot true
she already knew
she’d forgotten her bikini
Grannie won the right of way
a righteous spot they all say
her stick’s outline
her own design
shaper champion this day
When a child with mood tuned to channel pout,
I cherished how you chose to repose me.
You chair-rocked soothing beats with arms about
me, your small lap-wrap, and lulled me gloom free.
Your gentle love nurtured my self-image.
Grown, I still feel Grannie-pats on my back
that once love filled me in your rocking chair.
Time’s chase cannot displace our love with lack
for still I rock in your love’s sure graced flair.
Decades death laid swayed not your dear visage.
Led-Foot Grannie
Led-foot Grannie she's on the loose
was going fast she hit a goose
cop couldn't keep up
he ran over pup
Gran was driving fast like caboose.
Nov. 14,2015
Theresa