Success
So, you might be thinking,
Was the weekend a success?
Our grandson staying over
In the city? Goodness, yes!
The bus, the train, the dinosaurs,
A tournament of chess,
A playground smack in Central Park
And who could ever guess...
A play date with a neighbor's kids
Without a drop of stress
And dinner in a noodle place
One block from our address;
A fruit stand stop, hot cocoa,
Easy bedtimes (no duress),
A checker game and reading books
(Pinocchio, no less).
The proof, though, lies in Henry's words
Which I do not finesse:
"Can I come back next weekend?"
I would say that spells success.
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