Rare Day

I was reminded recently of this poem by my late grandfather about my little sister who was around 5 at the time. It’s been reminding me to appreciate the little things the last few days.

Rare Day
By Dave Gladish

What’s easily so rare as a day in June
is a day in May, when
a five-year-old decides to lend
her grandma and her grandpa,
as a forty-fifth-wedding-annive​rsary gift,
a love-worn rag doll for a whole month,
just to enjoy.

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