Last week I posted about finally finishing my children’s book “Have you seen my charger?” . This week I would like to share a little poem from my Nana.

Betty Gaskell (Fluegge) was my Nana. My maternal grandmother and I miss her dearly. Nana had many gifts, but did not always show them off. I am not sure if this was humility or a lack of confidence, but I do know she was a far better artist and poet than I would have known. Had I not overseen her drawing later in her life at a 4th of July celebration, or had my mom stumble across this poem after her passing I am not sure some of her skill would have ever been shared. Maybe she wanted to stay private, but I think it is too good not to share.