Greg Oosterhouse

Rookie (02-20-1976 / Grand Rapids, MI)

Game Shows And Dog Chews - Poem by Greg Oosterhouse

Watching television together is what we would choose,
viewing game shows and tasting dog chews.

Grandpa and I were very close, though we never played together,
our time together was grandiose.

Things for him I always brang, such as a cold glass of water,
or Park, NOT Tang!

Yes, there were times when he was a grump, but to me,
he never acted a chump.

Off he would go in 'John's Cadillac', his electric cart,
to get a thing or two from the local mart.

Very excited I would be when going to visit grandma and he,
despite the fact of me getting things for him, oh, he kept me as busy as a bee!

When I heard news of his death, I took a relieved breath. Better off he is with the Lord,
than to suffer in great discord.

It is because of grandpa that I love game shows. Watching 'The Price is Right' causes memories
of him to overflow.

I will always smile when I think of the time we tasted my dog's treats, I can't wait 'til in the
great beyond we finally meet.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, October 29, 2010


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