Babysitter, on her phone,
sister and I feel alone.
See a book that’s not my own,
inner content must be shown.
Teeter totter, restless thoughts.
“Let’s read the book that she brought.”
Grab my sister’s little hand,
at first walked, but then we ran.
Up and over the hillside,
was a perfect place to hide.
Twinkling pages in sunshine,
excitement and hopes align.
Only understood few words.
“No pictures, this books absurd,
let’s make up our own stories,
adventure filled with glory.”
Just as thoughts danced in our brains,
sunny weather became rain.
Put the book in her book bag,
dried my sister with a rag.
Babysitter brought some snacks,
grabbed the book from her back pack,
she read such amazing tales,
as our fantasies set sail.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #131 April 25, 2022
Thanks so much.💕
So cute! Love this piece.
Thank you so much. So glad you liked it.💕
Thank you, Grace.
Thanks so much, Joanna💕
A poem that brings to mind colourful childhood memories.
Thanks so much, dear Benjamin.💕
A poem that reminds us how special some babysitter moment are is certainly one of the nicest. Thank you, Grace.
Thanks so much. Happy you enjoyed it.💕
You’re very welcome.
Books can have amazing stories to tell. Great take Grace. Thanks for joining in
Thanks so much, Sadje. Glad you liked it. My pleasure .💕
You’re welcome my dear
What a lovely story, Grace. It’s a beautiful poem. 💞
Glad you enjoyed it, Jeff. Thanks so much.💕
I loved this piece so much, dear Grace. This is so charming and beautiful! Enjoyed reading this💞
Happy to hear that. Thanks so much.💕
So cool and so natural! Loved the way you brought out emotions. Good one, Grace 👍💐💖
So glad you enjoyed it. KK. Thanks so much.💕
Really enjoyed. My pleasure 💖
What a sweet, narrative piece, Grace! This poem evokes those dream-like childhood memories that are difficult to describe, might as well be a feeling but a very precious one.
So glad you liked it, dear Shruthi. Thanks so much.💕
You’re welcome, Grace
Very different and yet such a nice one Grace, taking us back to a special time.
Thank you, Marie. So glad it provoked good memories for you, my friend .💕
best poem with the best babysitter ever Grace. Sweet!
Thanks so much, my dear friend.💕
Beautiful. And thus a love of reading is passed along to another generation. ^_^
Thank you so much. Absolutely💕
Oh beautiful. One persons tasteless food is another’s sweetest pie. 💗💗
Glad you do, dear 💗
Thanks so much.💕
Awesome! I love the poem!
So happy to hear that. Thanks so much.💕