Story Teller Memories

Rating: 5.0

Grandfather, viewed through a child's eyes,
Approach a room the door always closed.
Sitting in the room in darkness
Except for dappled window light
A storyteller to delight.
A Grandfather sits in his favourite chair
Face lights up, knows who is there,
The child sits at Grandfathers feet.
Stories flow, no rhyme or reason
Life's lessons are played with words.
Listening to all that is being said,
Occasional pauses, laughter rings out.
Silence tells the child time to say cheerio,
A rub and a kiss on the head follows,
Close the door silently, memories locked away.
Most days this is repeated,
One day the door is locked, no answer within.
Father appears on the scene of door knocking child
Leads him away to explain the whys.
Grandfather passed during the night,
A tear appears glistening in the sunlight.
The child just listens, does not make sense,
Yesterday's stories still fresh in his head.
The sadness surrounds, adults gather,
Hugs and kisses filled with sorrow,
Words not heard by the child,
Burial being the last request.
In the days of speak when spoken to,
The child just watches all around them.
The house so quiet, Mother sits in the kitchen
The child dares to ask a question.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship,question,stories
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Dr Antony Theodore 24 October 2018

The child sits at Grandfathers feet. Stories flow, no rhyme or reason Life's lessons are played with words. Listening to all that is being said, Occasional pauses, laughter rings out. l ovely endearing scenes of childhood, and the sadness in the absence of the grandfather and his stories and your poetic heart remembers all that very lovingly. thank u dear poet for this fine poem full of emotions. tony

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John Ahern 25 October 2018

Thank you for your comments, innocent words sparked the memory.

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Bri Edwards 16 December 2017

do they spell teller differently in Australia! ? (see title) Father appears on the scene of door knocking child.........WHY was the door knocking the child? :) The last four lines are my favorite(s) . aren't you going to tell us what the question was? bri ;)

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John Ahern 17 December 2017

Teller of Tales, noted and wondering how it got past my Eagle eye. Jury out on door knocking. The reader can make up their own question, or leave it as is.

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Paul Warren 28 March 2017

Memories of people we love. Nicely crafted.

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John Ahern 28 March 2017

Thank you for the comment, Paul. Each day an action or conversation brings back memories.

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