'Old Radio' Poem by Linda Winchell

I bought an old radio
like my Grandparents use to have.
I remember when I stayed over
sitting and listening to the stories it had.

One was the Shadow, was kind of spooky I thought
then Amos and Andy, my Grandpa would laugh till he coughed.
There was a man named Gilder sleeves, whose voice sounded funny
his laugh sounded, like the voice of Bugs Bunny!

My Grandparents didn't own a Television back then
most entertainment, was gathered around the radio they'd spend.
My Grandma would knit as she listened along
my Grandpa would hum to some old time radio songs.

Now I have noticed that some new radio stations now have
those old time radio shows, my Grandparents radio played back then.
As I sit and listen out of the modern one I own
I'll pretend that it's coming out of this old bought-n one!