Halcyon Summer Days
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Holidays with my grandparents … I’ve such precious memories
My grandpa was so passionate about Mother Nature
As soon as I walked through the door he’d say
“Come on lad, grab your rod – we’re off fishing”
We’d walk together side by side to the azure blue lake
Grandpa would suddenly stop and show me dragonflies dancing
They pirouetted like ballet dancers gliding across the water
We’d stand on the bank and he taught me how to cast my rod
I’d get so excited when I caught a slippery silver fish
We’d weigh it, then release the fish back into the water
I spent many happy days with my grandparents
One summer I helped grandpa create a pond in the back garden
Such pretty pink water lilies, goldfish glinting in the deep water
I can still see it in my minds eye
My grandma was a wonderful cook and loved baking
I can still smell the aroma of freshly made gingerbread
We’d burst into the kitchen when we heard the kettle whistling
Then sit together with cups of sweet tea and a slice of cake
Many years have passed
Sadly my grandparents are no longer with us
Now I sit with my own grandson and teach him how to fish
My grandparents taught me so much …
I miss them both so dearly
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Kettle, Pond, lake Contest
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Submitted to my favourite poem in February Contest
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2/09/18
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2018
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