NAN

• Jordan Clarke, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2010

I Love her brown bushy hair
with tiny sticks of orange twigs
Her golden ringed reading glasses searching through Take 5.
I Love her big bounding heart
that loves for miles and miles
Her caring mind that never says no.
I Love her smile that never shrinks down
Her small waves of wrinkled skin
washed around her face.
I Love her sparkling hazel eyes
that can glow in the distant
And her house of
rose smelling air freshener.
I Love my Nan the best one of them all.