Summers With Granddad
Time held in his hand,
a shoebox cradled the past,
treasures saved for a grandson.
Granddad's pocketwatch
was tarnished with memories
in an attic of summers.
A family bond,
sun-drenched hours with his granddad
captured through a window pane.
The laughter of kids
was heard bouncing off buildings
as moms called from opened doors.
Favorite pastimes
were checker games on the porch,
hydrant splashing and stickball.
Red, white, and blue flags
waved as fireworks exploded
brightening the July sky.
Days in the city,
meant shows at the cinema
and stops at Sal's Candy Store.
Subways and sidewalks
went ev'rywhere and no where.
Streets were adventures for two.
Grandson and Granddad
running sticks across fences
with smiles and lollipop sticks.
A family bond,
sun-drenched hours with his granddad
captured through a window pane.
Passed down to a boy
were tales of the good old days
from photo album pages.
Cherished memories,
a shoebox cradled the past,
treasures saved for a grandson.
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