When you've lived as long as we have;
Lot's of things have happened o'r the years.
If lucky we've raised a nice family;
And they're out in the world with their peers!
Lot's of fodder for poems(????)
is for certain;
Things just happen in a family!
These poems(????) are just a sample;
Without a family – just what would life be?
Poetry(????) fortherestofus
Bert Coe 11/05
I've been a Grandpa for some time now;
Don't ask me how to be one – I really don't know how.
It's just a thing
that we naturally assume;
Kind'a like shoveling snow, or pushing a broom.
The only thing I did to attain
this honored name;
Is to help raise the Kids and play the parent game.
It does take some time
to become a proper Gramps;
I know of none young enough to attend those youth camps.
One of the benefits
of being a Grandfather 'tis true;
You usually have a Grandmother who'll keep you on cue;
Who reminds you of
the Grandfatherly duties that you must perform;
Who helps to remind you – no use being norm.
Who helps convince the
Grand Kids – though they have not seen it yet;
Their Grandpop can run through a rain storm without even getting wet.
That
all the wondrous stories that Grandpa tells are TRUE;
Whether it's a story out of a book, or just tales taken out of the blue!
And
if you really listen to Grandpa, he'll tell you how things are;
Grandpas may be NEARLY perfect – but Grandmas REALLY ARE!
Poetry(????) fortherestofus
Bert Coe 8/99