Granny Smith
She calls me pet
and brings me a sherbet lemon
when she picks me up from school.
She holds my hand
and carries a green drawstring bag
which is filled with apples and flour.
She'll make a pie
and pinch the edges with a fork
we'll eat it at the small table with cream.
and brings me a sherbet lemon
when she picks me up from school.
She holds my hand
and carries a green drawstring bag
which is filled with apples and flour.
She'll make a pie
and pinch the edges with a fork
we'll eat it at the small table with cream.
This poem is copyright (©) Laura Cooney 2025
About the Writer
Laura Cooney
Laura Cooney is a writer and spoken word poet from Edinburgh. She writes for both children and adults and is currently working on both a children’s fantasy novel and a single collection of poems for both. Her children’s work has been published most recently in Parakeet Mag, The Toy Press, Little Thoughts Press, The Dirigible Balloon, Northern Gravy and on Brian Moses Blogspot. Find more on X and Bluesky @lozzakidwriting @lozzawriting and www.lozzawriting.com. When she's not writing, she'll be found with her daughters, as close to the sea as possible, seeking shells. There will be ice-cream!
