Summer Journal

Camden and I have saved summer activities in journals for the last four years. She enjoys looking through them during visits and remembering fun times. This summer the pictures all seem to be on my cell phone and technology and/or lack there of has me stymied. There is one picture of her cousin Jackson taken by Camden in the back seat of my car in route to somewhere. I thought it was perfect for a silly poem!

My Cousin Jackson

My cousin’s head is not large or small

It’s just the perfect size

To buckle in my grandma’s car

And show off like a prize.

His hair so soft and thick and brown

It sits atop his ears

Cleaned and brushed it simply shines

Hats perch there with no fears.

My girlfriends think he’s really cute

They met him at a dance

Some said his two-step was the best

But me I said “No chance!”

I’m related to that hair,

That head belongs to me

No touching or smelling is allowed

But lookin’s always free.