To Grandparents Everywhere

Kailey with Uncle Bobby's cowboy hat. She has such a sweet face. The poem I wrote was about her sister, Stephanie when she was even younger than Kailey

Stephanie

by Mary Lipginski

for Steve

She runs in,

with face all smiles and says,

"Hi, Pa"

Her blue eyes widen

over peach jello

and pineapple bits,

She sits on books to make her

taller at the table,

and rides in Daddy's lap

to drive his blue truck.

Her curls bounce as she

searches the house

for Nanna and Daddy,

playing hide and seek.

Her laughter breaks the silence

of an empty house

as she echoes her Daddy's voice

of twenty years ago.

"Bye, Pa," she says

The door closes,

the house sighs,

and quiet settles once again

into the corners of the rooms.

A poem I wrote for creative writing class in 1987.