Mum-Mum’s 95th Birthday Party

My nephew spent the afternoon
pulling blocks from an old milk crate
identifying letters shapes & colors.
When he pulled an N, it was also a Z.
An E became 3, M figured W, 6 of course 9.
Two squares, a rectangle.
Two triangles, a square.
A thin red wooden cylinder served
as impromptu crayon, since the real
crayons were missing at the moment.
Every time I tried to stack
the blocks into a tower,
he struck them to rejoin the mess
accumulating on the floor. And when
he was finished tossing the blocks
back into the box, he started
taking them out again. Every chance
I got, I took a picture of him.