Today is my Grandmother’s 100th birthday. My nephew, Ben, turned two on Thursday. Instead of Great Grandmother (which sounds too old to Grandma) the great grandkids call her Super Gram. Being the oldest grandchild, I have watch Grandma change and soften over the years. Here’s the poem.
To Ben on his 2nd birthday
From Super Gram on her 100th birthday
by Dawn Anderson
You will live many lives in your long life.
Enjoy each phase.
Like your sister,
love your kid life.
Roll in the leaves with friends,
ride your bike around the school yard,
get cupcake frosting on your nose,
and build Brio train tracks
all over the living room floor.
Savor your teen life.
Lifting in the weight room,
practicing crossovers on your hockey stakes,
driving your first car on the ice,
and stocking shelves at the IGA
to earn money to take a pretty girl
to the prom.
Grow into a good citizen,
a kind, thoughtful, loving man,
friend, son, husband, father or uncle.
Grow into a hard-working earner
Be a creator of community and good will.
Find a productive art
whether it is painting, wood working,
writing, or spreadsheets.
Over my 100 years,
I have collected a library’s worth
of knowledge and experiences
but what I treasure the most,
what I have pared my life down to,
Surround yourself with good, supportive people.
And, remember this Ben,
is about love!