Remembering Grandpa

Remembering Grandpa

Grandpa I do remember blackberries,
Memories so sweet and sharp.
Many times I thought of confectionery,
Bud did not know the art.

Summer time was so much fun of course,
Yes indeed I do recall.
BBQing in the evening sun,
Chicken pieces and softball.

I remember grandpa’s pickup truck,
Grumbling loudly down the street.
We always seemed so struck with luck,
Blue faithful invincible to defeat.

Grandpa’s humor did amaze us so,
We wondered at such talent.
Bottom of the barrel jokes did flow,
And the man was so very gallant.

Wall street journal, a daily event,
Read from cover to cover.
Willing to pinch a penny and a cent,
Many stories and tips to discover.

I remember grandpa’s stern words aplenty,
Would lead us to great wisdom.
Many times drilled in before age twenty,
Would save us from many a conundrum.

Grandpa I love you oh so much,
Memories never will be forgotten.
Hope that you give grandma strength,
All help needed to clean a den so rotten.

--Matt Crichton
2/10/10