On a stool she sat at Greatfather's
He feeding her ice cream as a
Two years old sitting up straight,
to catch each yummy spoonful,
Mouths open both of them.,
as the ice cream goes in.
Sun shining brightly in the bay
window, leaving both in a cool-
shaded silhouette .
A random picture taken,
turns a sweet gesture into
a loving memory for the two
Immortalized now forever in time,
in a large frame,
on a table beside the big green
Only he sits in.
Poems from The
This is a real picture my
grandson took ,shaded out the color,
framed it and gave to my husband.
A family treasure forever.