|Posted by Tess Kincaid for Magpie Tales #89|
The call was for me.
I heard her little voice
from across the room…
My “Hi Honey”, was met
with: “I need my Holly Hobby
socks, and my bat hat.”
I heard whispers in the background,
then: “Hi Grandma”. I laughed.
“I forgot my Holly Hobby socks - ‘member -
the ones with the red and white stripes,
(As if I could forget the Raggedy Ann socks)
and my bat hat.” (The black paper hat
she made at pre-school the other day.)
Her most oft-repeated pronouncement
these days is: “I’m not going to grow up.”
Who knows what she is thinking;
but it has taken me decades to learn
that, as much as I’d like to –
I can’t strip off the red and white
Raggedy Ann socks and the bat hat
I should only be allowed to wear on Halloween.
I try every day to coordinate the ensemble
on a keyboard – hide the truth with accessories.
Maybe Emily will grow up to be a writer …