Nanny Biden,

The sound of the rocking swing,

Your arms around me,

Spells of perfume,

Soft whistling in the kitchen.

The roses are taller than I am,

The cherries fall to the ground,

I eat more strawberries than I pick,

You secretly know anyway.

Apple pies,

Frosted cinnamon buns,

A bedtime story,

Tears of parting,

My summers with you.

Thank you for all our memories.

-Amanda Biden