Guess Which Boat Is Mine
Ti was impatient to get started
His grandfather ate his breakfast too slowly
You have all day, his grandmother said. Relax.
Ti was not the relaxed type, he took after his father.
They arrived at the water’s edge
His grandfather said “Guess what boat is mine”.
He knew it would not be the colorful one.
There was nothing colorful about either of his grandparents.
His grandfather waited.
“The colorful one,” Ti guessed, knowing
grandfather would be pleased to have fooled him.
“You are exactly right!”
This was a side of grandfather he had never seen.
He could not wait to push out from shore.
He had a million questions.
Realizing now that he did not know his grandparents at all.
Maybe his father had been keeping secrets.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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