Perception Of A Child Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr

Perception Of A Child



He grasps the wheel with bony claw,
Stares straight ahead with tightened jaw,
Wrinkled skin wraps frail bones, my paw.

The ponies' power to him yield,
Whirling wheel as saber wield,
Sitting still I admire, my shield.

Friday, April 3, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: nostalgia
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is how a child perceives his grandpa driving a car while he is in the passenger seat as a little tot amazed and captivated. Loyd
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