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Watermelon Memories

Watermelon Memories

When summer time comes around
Down memory lane is where I’m bound
Time to get some watermelon
Not the kind the stores are sellin’
But the kind that Grandpa grew
Pink and juicy through and through
We’d go down to Uncle Thurman’s farm
Where I fell under Thurman’s charm
That was down in Caroline
With big green melons on the vine
I’d sit down in his pickup’s bed
“Hold on tight, my uncle said”
I bumped and bounced down to his patch
“Don’t tell your mom or hell I’ll catch”
Down from the pickup I would jump
We’d give the melons all a thump
And when we found the perfect one
Back to the pickup truck I’d run
“Don’t let it roll around” he said
So I’d hug the melon in the bed
Back to Grandma’s house we’d go
The melon and I rocking to and fro
When we got back they’d all be waiting
With big old grins, anticipating
Daddy sliced it down the middle
Offering each of us a little
But as my uncle’s favorite niece
I’d hold out for the biggest piece
No need for salt, I just dug in
The juices dripping down my chin
I ate the flesh down to the rind
A not so dainty way to dine
The process was the same in old Kentuck
With my cousins Joe and Chuck
And it didn’t stop by any means
Even well into my teens
Seed spitting contests were the norm
Though I never mastered speed or form
I still recall the fun we had
With grandpa, grandma, mom and dad
They’ve passed away and yet I see
Them in each summer memory
Of watermelons on the vine
When I was their’s and they were mine

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  1. Date: 7/9/2014 4:33:00 PM

    aww what a fun memory I enjoyed this very much, I can definatly tell the differnce between home grown watermelon and store bought. there is something great about them and your poem adds to the enjoyment. :)

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