On Being A Grandfather Comments

That was the day he, in his trickery, feigned fatigue, extended his arms for me to lift him up, .............................light laughter was aroused by this. BUT we all know you were 'aching' to pick the little squirt up. as long as he didn't squirt you! one of the things you avoided by waiting and never offering to change diapers. he uttered the most glorious word ever spoken: Bampa! ! ................you foreshadowed this (nicely) but it still made me chuckle, softly, when i read it. the form: Free Verse, my favorite! i HATE to pay for verse. this poem will make some, particularly women i suppose, swoon when they read it. to MyPoemList and into Section B of January's showcase....2017. can you still pick him up? or is he picking YOU UP NOW? ? bri ;)