Grandparents

Grandparents.

Many, many years ago
when grannies were little girls.
They had very long hair with polka-dot ribbons
entwined around their curls.
And granddads played with catapults and different
wooden toys.
They were full of mischief and curious little boys.
They learn to climb the tallest trees
and tease the little girls.
And pull their polka-dot ribbons out
and mess up all their curls.
Then they grew up and fell in-love
that's when their lives began to change.
They'd act daft with lovey stuff
which some girls found very strange.
Lives tapestry exchanges their struggles
to survive.
The best memories are those of my grandparents 
and the changes in their lives.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Buck Avatar
February 5, 2018 at 7:46 PM
Patricia: Nicely done, from an old grumpy grand-dad. Thanks for sharing with all of us on the soup. Keep them coming. oldbuck
Ajmal Avatar
June 9, 2017 at 5:56 AM
A very beautiful written poem, grandfathers are really excellent poeple, I used to love my grandfather to every bit and only a week has passed since he died and I felt myself incomplete, he was so nice, he always protected us and he x the reason we re rich otherwise my father doesn t have a job and he gave us his everything however I m new on this site and would really appreciate if you could find time to read my poems and give your honest reviews about them
Lawton Avatar
June 10, 2017 at 8:56 AM
Thank you kindly for your comments and welcome to the soup. I hope you enjoy your experience and I look forward to reading your poetry. big hug x
Emu Avatar
October 17, 2016 at 2:56 PM
It is wonderful to have fond memories of our Grandparents, I was fortunate to have two loving grannies and one surrogate grand father. Nice poem Patricia
Lawton Avatar
June 10, 2017 at 8:59 AM
They are very special people though, full of lives experiences. Hey guess I know cause I'm one of them now. I have 8 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren. Where do the years go. I often wonder how I got to this point in my life. So glad you like my poem thank you.
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