''Grandpa'' Up the Ladder

I was the smile at the bottom of the ladder 
once more . . .  "now, grandpa, please come down"
I had received a phone call from a neighbor
saying "do you realize your grandpa is hanging
off your roof ! 
And yes indeed, he was (again)
see grandpa had been quite the handyman
once upon a time . . . 

the ladder he had placed slipped and he was left
hanging and hanging
I was able to set it straight and smiling my best
encourage the old guy to come done
promising a nice cup of tea . . . 
and a slice of grandma's just baked apple pie
that did it, "apple pie" he repeated
and he scrambled down just a bit fast for my liking
"slowly grandpa" . . . 

And when he reached the bottom, 
I was the smile at the foot of the ladder
that embraced him with love . . . 
(thinking, we better lock up all the ladders!)

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April 23, 2019


Poetry/Free Verse/"Grandpa Up The Ladder"
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1137-006-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest, The Smile At The Foot Of A Ladder
sponsor, Craig Cornish

Honorable Mention
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Allison Avatar
May 23, 2019 at 2:47 PM
I can picture the scene so vividly Constance so glad the poem had a happy ending:-) hugs Jan xx
La France Avatar
May 23, 2019 at 7:24 PM
Jan, thanks for visiting my poem and yes although grandpa was always in some kind of mess, he brought us such happiness always ~
Poteet Avatar
May 3, 2019 at 11:12 PM
A loving piece, one to which so many can relate, in a world of elderly people who strive to be independent as long as they can. And with children who really don't check on parents as often as they should. Excellent writing; excellent reading.
La France Avatar
May 23, 2019 at 7:23 PM
Hi Reason, yes my grandpa sure could get himself in trouble, he was like a three year old, thanks for the visit and the excellent !
Laurie Avatar
April 28, 2019 at 7:59 PM
G'day Dear Heart … the unwritten rule down here is; when you turn fifty, don't climb ladders - but laws are only made to be broken aren't they - thanks Dear Heart - Lindsay
La France Avatar
April 29, 2019 at 8:19 AM
Lindsay, thanks for visiting and for commenting. We had to watch grandpa all the time, he was always getting into a pickle ~
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