NaPoWriMo Day Six

Me, Jim, standing beside an old 1941 Ford Pickup 

    in the Canadian Yukon Provence.

http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2007/04/old-men-and-children-let-them-praise.html

   Understanding My Grandfather 

I loved my grandfather 

Back when I was young 

Eight years old maybe younger 

I felt he loved me the most of us nine 

Some others may have felt the same

Grandpa and I used to ride together 

Together in his new truck 

A 1940 Ford pickup 

We'd ride with his stud horse in back 

Grandpa and the horse 

They'd leave me in the truck 

Those two walked, went visiting 

Visited other farmers 

Visited them and their horses 

I didn't know what they were saying 

They seemed to enjoy their visit 

Grandfather cussed a lot 

Rough, but I never heard him take 

Take the Lord's name in vein 

He chewed tobacco 

Grandpa had a spittoon 

A short coffee can in a tin ring 

The ring bolted to the hump 

He'd spit out the window too 

One day I'll never forget 

We three rolled to a stop sign 

Twas down by the railroad track 

He said something might shock 

"Stop" he said, "S T O P " he spelled 

Now the shock, "Stop Take Off Panties" 

I never could figure what he meant 

To this day I still wonder 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo taken by me in Yukon Territory  Canada first posted 2003 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo Day Six 

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