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By Nanna-Memoo
Dakota's Grandma

   Painting below was created by Devon Meyer, incorporating the poem [shared in readable format just below] written by Nanna-Memoo for her grandson Dakota who died at birth.

For Kota, Love Nanna-Memoo

I sit among rocks
visions of Kota in
hummers sipping from flowers
in the garden
heat, sand, wind
surrounding a cactus
resembles a grandson
sitting & watching
I dream of could have been
sharing awareness of the
desert around us
Keeping an eye out for
scorpions, snakes that
Nanna fears

Two More for Kota, Love Nanna-Memoo


He would have been 4
As he walked out the door
laughing and giggling her name.
Don't worry Mom
I'll be fine
Drawing you pictures to hang.
Of butterflies and birds flying around
like raindrops in the spring
And 19 hugs from me to you
And one ladybug ring.


I lay my head upon my pillow
close my eyes and dream
a curly headed fellow
whose eyes I've never seen
a babe who sings among the angels
that I once held in my arms
a Nanna who looks for you in the eyes
of every babe she rocks
and asks: "Did you know my Kota"?
"Did he send you to me?"
then I close my teary eyes
and dream a sea of dreams
of a curly headed fellow
whose eyes I've never seen.

Editor Info About the Author

Beryle Greenwald is Dakota's Nanna-Memoo, she is married to Jiddu, and she's been an *awesome* mum to me!! She's is the only person besides my husband who has truly shared my son's life and death with me. And she's a damn fine poet! We love you, Nanna-Memoo!!!!

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