Grandpa

The old man sat with eyes closed, dozing in his chair
Until a little voice he heard say “Grandpa, are you there?”
He gazed upon the little boy while waking from his nap
Then reached down with a sweeping move and placed him in his lap

The child was carrying a book that he wanted him to see
He held it up and then he asked “Grandpa, will you read to me?”
The old man cleaned his glasses then opened up the book
And suddenly the two of them a wondrous journey took

They ventured lands so far away, sailed seas not sailed before
Met knights and kings and wizards on every distant shore
Together they fought dragons, saved damsels in distress
Freeing lands of monsters and the treasures they possess

When the old man closed the cover to end their magic ride
He told the boy “We’re much like books, what’s important is inside”
But one day when the boy arrived and rushed to Grandpas chair
Much to his disappointment, Grandpa was not there

He ran to find his mother for surely she would know
Why the chair was empty? Where did his Grandpa go?
She sat him down and asked him if he remembered in each book
The adventures and the journeys that he and Grandpa took

He took you there to show you the things that you can find
The wonders that are yours to see if you open up your mind
And he still walks beside you in the stories you have read
You are not left to go alone, he’s just gone on ahead

The child then went and chose a book and climbed up in the chair
And when opening up the cover whispered “Grandpa, are you there?”

Originally published November 2013

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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4 Responses to Grandpa

  1. quiall says:

    Beautiful! My eyes are filled with tears . . .

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  2. George says:

    This is really beautiful…very well done.

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  3. quite touching and filled with truth

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  4. Sonya Kassam says:

    Heartbreaking 😥

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