His sweet, young voice beckons me <br /> I glance in his direction, <br /> Dragging on the floor I see <br /> The froggy game collection... <br /> Nana play! <br /> <br /> His favorite book is in my lap <br /> He squirms on well padded knees, <br /> Stalling for time before his nap <br /> His soft voice gently prompts me... <br /> Nana read! <br /> <br /> Excitedly he rushes past <br /> The other children playing, <br /> His little legs are climbing fast <br /> And as he slides he's saying... <br /> Nana watch! <br /> <br /> He waves at me and says goodbye <br /> With tears flowing in sorrow, <br /> His mother tells him not to cry <br /> You'll be with her tomorrow... <br /> Nana waits!<br /><br />Pam Warden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nana-loves/
