Over the years I have written dozens and dozens of little ditties, on birthdays and anniversaries, for friends and relatives to honor them and/or poke fun at them. Writing for my grandchildren has been a way for me to communicate the delight I have in both them and poetry.
A BREAKFAST POEM FOR LUKE My grandmother really likes toe jam on toast. Of all of the jams she likes toe jam the most. Oh there's raspberry, stawberry, blueberry too, But she likes the stuff that I stuff in my shoe. So I scrape it and save it and when there's a lot Mummy and I cook it up in a pot. We throw in some sugar and give it a stir. Then we pour it in jars and we send it to her. She tells me that when she is terribly lonely for me. She gets out her toe jam and has toast and tea. The one thing my grandmother really does savour - Is Luke’s Yummy Toe Jam - her favorite flavor.
Scrambled Eggs 