Nanny’s Gang

Nanny’s Gang

My children love their Nanny, they love their Grandad too,
They take them out to play you see, they very often do,
They do things that often scare me now, and worry me a while,
But always when they wander home, I see a beaming smile.

I see a smile of innocence, mixed up with mischief too,
I see a face of mystery of what they`ve been up to,
I see a crumb upon their cheek, left over from a treat,
And I see laughter in their eye, and satisfaction sweet.

The rules don’t work that I impose when Nanny rules the day,
She throws them from the window, she puts the rules away,
And Grandad is as bad as them, he lets them run so wild,
Sometimes I often question here, as to which one is the child.

They tell me stories, all of them, they form a secret pact,
The four of them together all perform the same old act,
I cannot quite imagine the tricks they’ve taken part,
But when they tell me sometimes, it warms a Mother’s heart.

“Oh mum what fun we’ve had today, what places we have been,
We’ve been out on the common, and we’ve paddled in the stream,
We’ve wandered in the open air, splashed puddles in the rain,
And Nanny says that very soon we’ll do it all again.

We built a fort with Grandad, from a great big cardboard box,
We made a flag, from a piece of string and one of Grandad’s socks,
And Nanny was a princess, who we rescued on this day,
When Grandad and this brave white pony carried her away.

We had a feast of bilberries, oh! and a custard pie,
A picnic in a rainstorm with raindrops in our eye,
We built a tent and hid inside until the storm had gone,
All four of us together, just like we are at home.

We have such fun together when Nanny takes us out,
We keep each other happy, of that there is no doubt,
We share we care we are a gang, all children here as one,
‘Cause when we are in Nanny’s gang, the fun goes on and on.”

I will never cease to worry, for I love them all you see,
I love them as a Mother, and a Daughter’s memory,
For the life they lead was the life I led, when I was Nanny’s child,
When my Mom and Dad were raising me and letting me run wild.

“Run wild”, they said. “Let nature lead you in the open air,
And give to you a legacy of its freedom everywhere”.
And this I see repeated now and this I understand,
And as long as they’re in ‘Nanny’s gang’, then they will rule the land.