Gramps
GRAMPS
Gramps is really very old,
At least that’s what he said.
There’s hair all on his cheeks and chin,
But not much on his head.
“But thing’s aren’t what they used to be”
My Grandpa said.
He has always time to talk to me,
He answers every question.
But he won’t eat fries when he takes me out
Because they give him indigestion.
“But thing’s aren’t what they used to be”
My Grandpa said.
Gramps knows almost everything
About buildings, cars and flowers.
He knows just why the sun is hot
And why the clouds makes showers.
“But thing’s aren’t what they used to be”
My Grandpa said.
He tells how things were years ago,
When he was very young.
Stories told him by his Dad
And songs that once were sung.
“But thing’s aren’t what they used to be”
My Grandpa said.
Gramps is really very old
And likes to take a nap,
But he’s heard of Lady Gaga,
And Disco songs and Rap.
“But thing’s aren’t what they used to be”
My Grandpa said.
I really love my Grandpa,
And he really loves me too!
He told me only yesterday
When he stopped to tie my shoe.
“Some things are like they used to be”
My Grandpa said.
Copyright © Tim Riding | Year Posted 2020
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