All Before Christmas Eve Night

A sweet Poem of Gram Pa's duties before he awaken on Christmas Day to celebrate Jesus's Birthday

Adventurous Gram Ma took a Ride

In her Hot red Oldsmobile 1975

on an early December morn

To explore all the toys

 

That were at the toy store

Board games by Hasbo and Marks

Sorry Life and Risk

Chinese checkers Chess and Checkers

The standards and all the rest

Twister was one of the best

Gram Ma was about to buy them all

and put a few back up on the wall

she love those gran children so much

for in her eyes they could do no wrong

no matter how many times they played

dirty tricks or there old Gram Ma

She would just dust them off

and smile and say

oh how wonderful for I have 3 Gran Children

getting me ready to go to heaven

testing my patients as I'm getting older

but with each passing day I love them more and more

So they find you out in early December at the 

Toy stores looking for the latest

learning toys for their inquiring minds

want to explore for they are knocking 

At the door of knowledge

Before they are ready to enter college

So off to the Toy stores Gram Ma went

in search for a new tricycle bicycle and a new

tent for Gram Ma was thinking ahead

To summer time fun

fishing  hiking Bicycling camping outdoors club and more

her Gran children were not going to be

left out of the fun of Middle school and high 

School fun Teenagers gather with smiles

That last for a life time

I remember those days from 59-63

good years of my life

So long ago

now days I can only see them

back again through my Grand son's Luka's eye's

once more when

he steps up to the batter box

or out to 2b to take his favorite

position on the Diamond field

defending popups and Grounder

fielding for he's quit good

I'm the photo Gram Ma

In the grandstands with the 600mm lens in hand

getting up close is my forte 

for I am the photo nut

not happy unless

I get the ball hitting the bat

In a connecting thrust

Thrilling watching the little guy

Run the bases we ease

watch out for the stone Luka

Don't trip and remind me of me

So far I have enjoy my roll as Gram Ma Jo-Ann

The three kids really love me and have left me in

In final review God's Gift to the elderly

Is the Grand Kids who love you

Petra , Luka and Marta the loving three so unconditionally

So they hug you , squeeze you and kiss you too

until you're laughing on the floor

Creating memories that will last

until your long past gone

and your grandchildren can look back and create 

a new song and Mom and Dad will sing along.

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem my friend. Everyday we need to create good memories. I liked the story in the poem. You made me smile. Thank you for sharing the amazing story in the words and thoughts.
Coyote