Tammy Blakely Poet Free verse

Grandpa

I remember the stories, the pranks and the gags
That Grandpa would pull with his rattlesnake eggs
As we slowly but surely would open the pack 
We knew it was now and we couldn't look back
When all of a sudden there was such a loud noise
We knew Grandpa got us with one of his toys
The sound of his laughter from the look in our eyes
Told all of us grandkids that he told us a lie

Then there were the tractors, the John Deere's' and the Cases'
How Grandpa enjoyed the look on their faces
As they would open the gifts, their eyes all a glow
They knew he did good as the disks were in tow
As the grandsons'' played in the gardens pretending they were fields
They wondered this year what their crops would yield

Then there were the granddaughters' that Grandpa loved so dear
Burning their fingers is what he did fear
So he built them curling iron and blow dryer racks
Knowing they were safe is all he wanted back

Now God has our Grandpa in heaven he will stay
Reminders he gives us each and every day
From the woodcrafts that he made to the accordion music he played
God has his carpenter, quilter, and musician and we are so glad
For we could have never asked for a better Granddad

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