With My Grandchildren Poem by mark nwagwu

With My Grandchildren

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If you want to know
what growing old is like
let your grand children visit
and then you'll know

You see yourself in them and smile
their parents have them all disciplined
Make sure you brush your teeth
daily change your clothes
don't leave things all over the place
lying around like you are bored
with your hair flying in disaster

My grandchildren see it all
living room in a storm
my books out of place
piled one on top the other
as I try to find that letter to the editor
the agenda for the Meeting
of the Academy of Science

what of the bedroom
please don't look in
shirts suits and pants all in place
in the wardrobe all well stowed
till I 'm ready to go

Socks, underwears and singlets
in same-colour plastic bags
lateness staring me in the face
to Mass, a wedding, or that Meeting
'cause I can't find the beige socks
that match my choice beige pants

My grandchilren, they laugh and say
and dad and mum are ever after us
to be orederly and masterful
in control of all our life
Now we know who we are
grandpa has the answer

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stone Granite 27 June 2008

There only thing that exceeds your title as Poet is that of Grandfather.

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Indira Babbellapati 20 June 2008

that's sweet sweet gand pa...!

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Lynda Robson 20 June 2008

I love this poem, everything you say is so right, grandchildren are a blessing, we have the pleasure of seeing them often then hand them back to their parents, I'm sure you are a wonderful grandad to them,10 Lynda xx

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