My
Grandpa
Sitting on the
floor were
grand kids
of every shape
and size,
all of us
looking up at Grandpa
with expectant,
sparkling eyes.
Tell us a story
about the olden
days,
back
when you were
young...
about something
that will scare
us...
or sing some of
the songs you once sung.
He said, I don't
know about scaring you,
but I'll tell
about how things used to be,
about life in
the country and about
how
it was growing
up for Grandma and me.
So he began to
tell about seeing
a ghostly figure
one night in the woods.
A figure that
nobody ever explained
and I don't
think they ever could.
Then there was
the black panther
that roamed
through the night,
whose cry
sounded like a woman in pain
...believe me,
it was a dreaded sound and sight!
And so the
evening went..
retelling tales
we'd mostly heard before,
still when it
was time for bed, we
were
still begging,
Grandpa, Tell us one more!
And Grandpa
usually did!
Virginia
Archer
08-10
InTheGarden_FC.mp3