Taller Than Nana Poem by Jim Yerman

We have four grandchildren in our life and we love they came our way.
We remember when each was born…as if it was yesterday.

When they were merely babies we held them in our arms
and through the years we've been enchanted and captivated by their charms.

It's fun to look back wistfully to a time when they were smaller
because over the years…we're not sure when…they've all grown so much taller!

We use to kid with them when they were younger…oh how the kids would fuss
When we'd put our hands on their heads and say…
"You'll never be taller than us! "

Well…the first grandchild grew taller than Nana years ago,
followed by the second
then the third…
and Nana smiled as each one overtook her…without saying a word.

But the other day, reminding us how time often passes in a blur,
Nana noticed our youngest granddaughter is now looking down on her.

Nana, who once carried all our grandchildren easily across the floor
in the blink of an eye, or so it seems, is shorter than all four.

(I probably would be more sympathetic to Nana…to this growing reality
If I didn't realize that all too soon…they'll also be taller than me!)

Of course we know that's the way it goes…the way the years are supposed to pass
still in our wildest dreams we never expected…the years would pass so fast….

But as I see Nana and our grandchildren now standing side by side
I have to smile when I think how much we've enjoyed the ride….

So the fact they are taller than Nana…
is not something we bemoan
because we have enjoyed every minute
of every hour
of every inch
that they have grown….