Granpa
Granpa wakes early needing to pee,
then sits at the table sipping his tea.
Ahh remember the time he could sleep through the night,
but now he holds on with all of his might.
Pop longs for the time when he finally retires,
He hopes it comes round before he expires.
Pa muses the things that he finally can do,
Then spied the pack on the table where they examine his poo.
Just the other day he was building his deck,
when he slipped off the ladder almost breaking his neck.
He rolled on his back, stuck to the floor,
thinking, "Well I can't do that anymore."
All of the things he could do in times by,
if I, (I mean) he did them now he surely would die.
Eat all the food he liked and think it was grouse,
If he did that now he'd be the side of a house.
His body has got old from front to back,
but the mind is still as sharp as a tac.
The young folk can poke fun and give him trouble,
surely they must know it will come back on them double.
Getting old, not all of it's bad,
Like having the kids call, saying, "hey dad".
Or tell them a joke to sound kind of cool,
All of his kids think his dad jokes rule.
One thing is for certain and here's the rub,
Pa's children and grand kids will always be loved.
His heart fills with joy when they are around,
and the house full of love will always abound.
Copyright © Old Man Emu | Year Posted 2015
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