My nana sings in bathtubs
and toy stores
and parking lots.
My nana gives me presents
and toothpaste
and polka dots.
My nana takes me shopping
and swinging
and to the zoo.
My nana likes my drawings
my dollhouse
my kangaroo.
My nana’s good at napping
and popcorn
and picture books.
My nana’s brave with splinters
And spiders
And fishing hooks.
My nana hides the band-aids
and lipstick
and china dolls.
My nana gets things backwards
like slippers
and overalls.
My nana feeds me liver
and okra
and barley grass.
My nana cries at soccer
and play group
and dancing class!
But when the rocker holds us
And stars are dressed in sparkles,
I snuggle with my nana
And give her tiny kisses.
She sings about a baby
A-rockin’ in her cradle
And tells me how my elbows
Are so much like my daddy’s.
She says “I love you darlin’.”
And I say, “Me too, Nana.”
You see?
My nana is perfect.
Iambic Nana 