Poetry by Jeff Green

547–Grandad.html

Grandad

by cricketjeff on February 4, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

I’ll keep you locked inside my mind
And take you out when I am low.
The joy you’ll bring they’ll never find.
What can they know?

Your voice excites me from inside.
I do not need to see your face.
You can’t be seen but never hide,
Within that place.

If ever I can’t find the way,
Your odd remarks will help me out
And locked inside is where you’ll stay.
I have no doubt.

Your cheerful face lit up my youth,
On your visits to our home.
Surrounded by we four uncouth,
Who now can roam.

My eldest son we gave your name.
He wears it now and you live still.
Life is just a silly game,
You won at will.

Author notes

This came out rather shorter than I thought, I like him kept inside, just let you see a glimpse.