One Single Impression: Slowly

Grandpa's Day

slowly he turns over in his bed
push down his feet to straighten his back
his shoulder aches his side cries in pain
child's voice -- I wish my Grandpa'd be here

crawls out of bed so slowly he dresses
holed socks torn shirt one pair faded jeans
clean yesterday shoes by door there lay
child's voice -- my Grandpa needs a new suit

lane's end he goes -- find his paper there
the dogs explore cold's white field of frost
song birds all know new to read there not
child's voice -- why doesn't Grandpa have a TV

boiled egg he eats the kids cooked last week
puzzle to work next he'll read past's news
for better word radio would work
child's voice -- my grandpa should have a mac

lunch time comes its baloney and cheese
pickles are gone meat has spots of green
safe in his jar peanut buttter there
child's voice -- did we cook grandpa enough

now get the mail sure glad frost is gone
the dogs do roll grass is very dry
no letters here from anyone dear
child's voice -- I'd e-mail my Grandpa dear

comes supper now eat before the dark
one hot dog cold on bread that's his dole
better he fares when grand kids are there
child's voice -- hot dog for Grandpa I'd make

its off to bed you kids get some sleep
your grandpa goes before the light is gone
early we leave fix him for the week
child's voice -- can grandpa come live with us

Grandpa my son lives in Grandpa's day


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Tag: One Single Impression Slowly
prompted by Nancy Bea at Genre Cookshop, thank you
Tag: Jim's OSI
Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do. Edgar Dégas
The same may go for poetry? (whatever, I enjoy painting with the words!).