Grandchildren Poem by John Sensele

Grandchildren



Grandchildren spring joy as they toy with grandparents who though slow
Physically and mentally enjoy simple pleasures heaped on them
By their offspring's babies who tug their hair, hide a mug in a show
Of genuine love from innocent souls who not only name and claim
Grandparents as favourite friends but also bosom buddies with whom they crack
Jokes, watch movies, play soccer, scrabble, cards and share laughter
Their innermost fears, tears and beers if such an alcoholic libation jack
Buttresses the family chassis as a unifier factor in a matter
Of cultural, traditional, social and economic etiquette with no tickets
To buy, no invitation cards to present at the door of the home
In which offspring saw the light of day and evaded scurvy and rickets
Because a balanced diet always greeted them and a plastic comb
Groomed their hair in the bathroom before grandparents drove them to school
To gain knowledge and skills that would later build a swimming pool.

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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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