After telling me
that I could sit and watch her play,
that she would run
around where I could see,
convincing me to
take her to the park today,
she wanted me to
help her swing. “Oma, push me.”
Even though I was
standing in the sun,
even though the cool
morning air turned hot,
even though she did
not play around and run,
at the park this
morning, we both had fun, a whole lot.
by: Paula D. Nevison
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