grampa told us stories (Free verse) by elderking
giggling in childhood's elation
feigning playful breathlessness
the cousins spilled as one
onto gramma's summer lawn
to revel in sheer childishness.
such shrill and chattered bravado
ever impatient to have their say
telling loudly whispered stories
(chests puffed proudly in their glory)
sharing every secret twice
of this day so bravely played.
the front porch cast in shadow
danced a familiar lullabye
of Grownups claiming long past glory
(chests puffed proud with every story)
"Remember when?" led countless tales
to dot the cooling summer sky.
cousins drifted to wander deep
across daydreams to yawning sleep
heroic deeds once more retold
their heroes crowned in children's gold
reaching out in unknown yearning
to cage the moment none could keep
"Well, Sir..." his voice teased them all
his pause gave time for the very small
to scramble to laps and hear his often told story
tales of Grampa's days of glory
quietly begun, Grampa's yarn was well spun;
he stretched it so long at the end it stood TALL.
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