Short Hadley Poems

Henry picked a ladybug;
Hadley chose a fly.
Mine was striped but not a bug
I could identify.

Up and down and round and round,
With music jangling on,
We rode the carousel until
The time we had was gone.

Grandpa took the photos;
Nana thought up rhymes
And had to ride, on different bugs,
With Hadley two more times....

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I’m watching on the monitor
As Hadley* keeps amused
Playing with her pulled-off sock
(An item often she’s refused).

Awakened from her nap, she seems
Relaxed and quite content
(Although I don’t know how that time
So quickly came and went).

I wonder what she’s thinking
As that sock gets gently tossed
But I envy her the innocence
We older folk have lost.

*my 17 month old granddaughter...

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Happy Mothers’ Day to me
And every other mother!
Today I spent some time with both
My daughter and her brother.

And since my son and wife have kids
The day passed quickly by,
With Hadley laughing up a storm
And Henry, who’s my guy.

My kids and grandkids got me cards
And pictures in a frame;
My husband bought me tulips
I received with much acclaim.

This holiday was never one
That ranked high on my list,
But now with grandkids on the scene,
It’s one I can’t resist....

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She strikes a fashion model pose,
Complete with playful grin.
Her toddlerhood is over – 
Let the “girly” years begin!

She opens all her presents
Then insists she wants some more,
Surrounded by the wrapping paper,
Bows and cards galore.

She wants to hold her cousin,
Who’s a baby, on her lap.
“I don’t need any help!” she says,
Like it’s a handicap.

Today she’s turning three years old,
Which I cannot believe.
I wonder just what other tricks
She’s hiding up her sleeve....

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