John Carter Brown


Today I Saw - Poem by John Carter Brown

Today I saw my Grandson
His head was in a muddle
He messed around until he slipped
And fell into a puddle;
I picked him up and scolded him
And then I wiped his face
He offered his apologies
Which put me in my place.

With misted eyes and stifled sighs
I listened to his pleas
This scruffy little tearaway
With grazed and grubby knees;
With holes in sweater-elbows
(And inevitably, shoes)
With limitless endurance
And temper without fuse.

I stood and simply wondered
What went on in his head,
His scatter-brained remarks
And all the crazy things he said;
Then off he trotted, scampering,
And jumping like a flea,
Today I saw my Grandson,
And wished that I was he.

(Written Dec 2012)


Poet's Notes about The Poem

He isn't really so scruffy, but I was when I was his age(and it did me no harm whatsoever!) Hope you like the poem anyway.

Comments about Today I Saw by John Carter Brown

  • Silver Star - 3,691 Points Valerie Dohren (1/7/2013 4:45:00 PM)

    Oh the joys of childhood - lovely and enchanting write John. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,456 Points Sally Plumb Plumb (1/6/2013 2:21:00 AM)

    Wonderful rythmic piece of work... and a wonderful grandson, too (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 373 Points Joseph Anderson (1/4/2013 2:38:00 PM)

    Well, I liked it.Such a great portrayel of yhat scruffy little ball of energy and I along with you wish I was that kid, one
    more time. Much more then a comedy write, it was poignant and touching (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,098 Points Clarence Prince (12/27/2012 2:03:00 PM)

    A very nice poem, I enjoyed the read, John! Furthermore, it's good that you can spend time in the company of your grandson, may you both be blessed! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Heather Wilson (12/27/2012 8:55:00 AM)

    Oh, the wonder of reliving childhood through grandchildren, a really lovely write John. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 27, 2012



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