Noah Poem by Juan Olivarez

Noah



He goes up to people, ' i'm noah' he says,
i'm here with my gramma, he says to their face.

my gramma she takes me to play on the swings,
my grampa he hollers for all kinds of things.

my gramma she let's me play on the slide
my grampa get's grouchy and then tries to hide.

my gramma likes to bring me to the park,
my grampa says 'shut up bruce don't bark

my gramma she loves me, and is always so calm,
my grampa calls me a short hairy palm.

my gramma and grampa love me they say,
so how come i can't stay here the whole day.

4/21/10 29 palms ca.

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