Nanny came into ttheGarden
Nanny came into the Garden and looked up to a sky as blue as forever and watched a small plane with two sketched wings, engine growling as it played amongst white pillow clouds.
I said ‘Nanny, can I have a bucket of water?’
Nanny kept her twinkly eyes on the plane and said ‘In a minute Kap, Nanny loves these planes, let me watch’
She calls me Kap because she prefers it to Kaspar, says for her Kap is for Captain which one day I’ll be.
I said ‘Nanny, can I have drink”
The growly little plane dipped deep through the blue, then rose high against the pillows of white, and up, and up and up until it was upside up, and then it dropped from the blue and swooped down in a circle of daring, as it’s growly voice sang in a new and higher growl.
Nanny said ‘Wow’ and then, ‘What did you say Kap’
So I said ‘Can I have some sweets’
Nanny said ‘I love these little planes, my Daddy your Great Gran Daddy use to fly one…Look Kap, Look, it’s doing a barrel roll’
The little plane twirled through the blue and as it did, it’s growly hum rose up and down. Nanny Oohed and Aahed, while the soft summer breeze blew the scent of garden jasmine into my senses.
I looked up at the blue as Nanny had told me to. My eyes objected to the brightness of the summer sky and I scrunched them tight, until my cheeks met my eyebrows and said “Is your Daddy flying that plane then’
Nanny did the grown up laugh that means a kid has said something stupid,
‘No Kap, he’s too old to fly now, but when ever I see the little bi-plane I think of him, he was a very special man’
Nanny is suddenly still and quite, the clouds float by and her stillness is that of a statue, but somehow I know that for a moment her mind has gone to a garden long ago, when the sky was also as blue as forever and a growly bi-plane flew in and out of white pillow clouds.
A garden where a small girl, that would one day be a Nanny, scrunched her eyes until her cheeks met her eyebrows, so she could watch the special man fly by.
And I knew that she loved the special man and always would, just as my Mom loved her and I loved my Mom and like a circle we loved each other back and I said,
‘Nanny, Can I have a bucket of water’ and Nanny took a deep breath, put her Nanny face back on and said ‘Yes Kap, but don’t get it all over yourself’
She calls me Kap because Kap is for Captain, one day when I am older I will look at a sky as blue as forever and I will remember my Nanny in the garden.
Nanny came into the Garden and looked up to a sky as blue as forever and watched a small plane with two sketched wings, engine growling as it played amongst white pillow clouds.
I said ‘Nanny, can I have a bucket of water?’
Nanny kept her twinkly eyes on the plane and said ‘In a minute Kap, Nanny loves these planes, let me watch’
She calls me Kap because she prefers it to Kaspar, says for her Kap is for Captain which one day I’ll be.
I said ‘Nanny, can I have drink”
The growly little plane dipped deep through the blue, then rose high against the pillows of white, and up, and up and up until it was upside up, and then it dropped from the blue and swooped down in a circle of daring, as it’s growly voice sang in a new and higher growl.
Nanny said ‘Wow’ and then, ‘What did you say Kap’
So I said ‘Can I have some sweets’
Nanny said ‘I love these little planes, my Daddy your Great Gran Daddy use to fly one…Look Kap, Look, it’s doing a barrel roll’
The little plane twirled through the blue and as it did, it’s growly hum rose up and down. Nanny Oohed and Aahed, while the soft summer breeze blew the scent of garden jasmine into my senses.
I looked up at the blue as Nanny had told me to. My eyes objected to the brightness of the summer sky and I scrunched them tight, until my cheeks met my eyebrows and said “Is your Daddy flying that plane then’
Nanny did the grown up laugh that means a kid has said something stupid,
‘No Kap, he’s too old to fly now, but when ever I see the little bi-plane I think of him, he was a very special man’
Nanny is suddenly still and quite, the clouds float by and her stillness is that of a statue, but somehow I know that for a moment her mind has gone to a garden long ago, when the sky was also as blue as forever and a growly bi-plane flew in and out of white pillow clouds.
A garden where a small girl, that would one day be a Nanny, scrunched her eyes until her cheeks met her eyebrows, so she could watch the special man fly by.
And I knew that she loved the special man and always would, just as my Mom loved her and I loved my Mom and like a circle we loved each other back and I said,
‘Nanny, Can I have a bucket of water’ and Nanny took a deep breath, put her Nanny face back on and said ‘Yes Kap, but don’t get it all over yourself’
She calls me Kap because Kap is for Captain, one day when I am older I will look at a sky as blue as forever and I will remember my Nanny in the garden.
Last edited by a moderator: