Written to Samuel Allred, June 2006, by Grandma Barbara
Dallas, TX
There was a grandmother who loved to write letters
To her grandchildren scattered and many
Her nerves were quite often in pathetic fetters
As she rarely heard back from them, any!
But write on she did, as it gave her a thrill
She really didnąt need to hear back
From Sam, or from William, from Livy or Emma
Or even irascible Jack.
Then one day in the mailbox, she found a surprise
On the back of some very cool art
From Samuel, the Smartest (or so he was called)
And it gave her a veritable start
Her confidence stronger, she decided to go
And tuck in yet one more sweet card
To heap thanks on the boy who remembered her so,
And whose writing resembled the Bard.
Not just writing on one side, but art on the other
Brought almost a tear to her eye
In ecstatic delight, she called up his mother
And said, łyour son Samuel is quite the good guy!˛
And now she is writing, yes, writing again
In a cycle of mail conversation
To the Boy Who Wrote Grandma
Yes, that would be you
The most adored grandboy in the nation.
The writing wonąt stop, somewhat ilke this long poem
Whose verses eternally run
Because writing these notes, and penning these poems
For your Grandma, is really quite FUN!