Grandpa
When I think of you
I remember goats and roosters
I remember your old truck
and buying milk in giant cans
I remember sitting on your lap
and wanting to drink your coffee
I remember your little sayings
it'll make your feet turn black
I remember walking to the backfield
and picking berries for a cobbler
I remember gathering eggs
from the barn
I remember the knotty pine
living room and the big kitchen
especially the old stove
where grandma cooked for us
I remember you falling
asleep on the sofa and snoring
I remember the vases of feathers
from the pheasants, you used to hunt
Don't worry grandpa
even though I was only
6 years old when you died
I remember you
Paw Paw
When I think of you
I remember watermelon
and cantaloupe
fried chicken and okra
I remember small
little houses
with Venetian blinds
and little-fenced yards
I remember you teaching me
to play cards
Rummy and Dominos
and also Monopoly
I remember you sitting
in your chair with the ottoman
peeling potatoes
and shucking corn
I remember you taking
me fishing for perch
along the riverbanks
and getting to bait my own hook
And I will be forever
thankful that you were able
to meet all of my children
before leaving this earth
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