Little special

Little Special

Little special.
Twinkling feet.
Sounds, faint, in my ears now.

A smile and burst of laughter.
Then, faint sounds of feet once again.

Regretfully on my back,
time looks so pale now.
Where have you gone? Grown up?

Darkness, quiet.
A faint, familiar sound.
Then a warm hand in clampsed upon my nose.

Up in a flash, who is that, is that?
'Poppy' they answered. Just "Poppy".

Grandchild

What is happening?
I can hear a childs foot steps.
But they're growing faint right now.

There they are, they're smiling at me.
And now they're running off again.

I roll onto my back.
And thing about times past.
Where does time go, it's so quick.

I close my eyes.
And hear little feet once again.
Then someone grabs my nose.

I sit up straight and ask, "Who is it?"
And I get the answer, "Poppy".