Once Upon a Time

Once a week the grandson comes to Granny's 
He loves to get special treats tucked away 
Searching every nook and little crannies
Then while he snacks he loves to play, play, play..

Last week his day at Granny's house involved
Outside play, some time reading tractor books
Then in a few minutes truck play evolved
Through all of them he loves to look and look

Then he left granny's house and headed home
With memories of what happened there
He wanted to talk to Granny on the phone
He asked," With what truck are you playing and where?"

I told him, " I'm not now playing with a truck
but with Neopet; soon I'll get the fire truck stuck."  

Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest: Tickle My Funny Bone
Written: March 12, 2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Dietrich Avatar
March 18, 2014 at 5:48 PM
cute one, Sara. I like the modern feel to your sonnet.
Ajith Avatar
March 13, 2014 at 1:49 AM
really good to go back through memories. wonderful.....
Sivey Avatar
March 13, 2014 at 12:53 AM
I have many memories of when I went to grandma's house and played, just like your grandson did that day! Don't you love all those memories that you made with him...they will remain with him for the rest of his life, it means that much to him, trust me it does! I really enjoyed reading this terrific poem here this evening! You have masterfully crafted a sentimental piece here my friend! What a superior poem, Great Work!!
A   Avatar
March 13, 2014 at 12:37 AM
This is so good Sara, loving it... good luck in the contest...Linda
Dunn Avatar
March 12, 2014 at 9:36 PM
I'm going to have my little grand girl staying with me pretty soon i can't wait. loved your poem it's so full of warmth and beauty thanks for sharing. It's really great spending time with our little sweethearts ain't it. i can't wait for ivy to come over and have one on one time with her. cheri
Deschler Avatar
March 12, 2014 at 7:58 PM
This brought back some good memories of those days spent at Grandma's house. I enjoyed reading this poem tonight. Well done, Sara! Good luck in the contest!...Thank you so much for your kind comments. :)
Berdoo Avatar
March 12, 2014 at 5:25 PM
Spending my young youth,-- summers with Granny, and Grandpa are deep rooted. Etched in my heart.----Thanks for sharring, Sara Kendrick
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