Nana
A sunflower is warm and bright
A butterfly is majestic and graceful
A nana is all of them.
Butterflies fly and go with the wind,
Sunflowers decay and grow back,
Nanas die and lie in a box.
They can’t regrow,
They can’t fly back,
They lie in a box.
Wither in the ground with the roots
Or in the family home.
They lie in a box.
My nana is a sunflower,
My nana is butterfly,
My nana is gone.
But there will forever be sunflowers
There will forever be butterflies,
There will forever be the memories.
A nana is warm and bright,
A nana is majestic and graceful,
A nana is forever and always in our hearts.