Grandpa And Me Poem by Jim Yerman

People say Grandpa and I are a lot alike in how we look and what we do
and sitting here with Grandpa…I guess that's kinda true.

I mean we both like fancy clothes…and dressing with some flair…
and quiet moments when we walk…in nothing but our underwear.

We both have bald spots on our heads,
but here's something to think about
not all my hair has grown in yet
while most of his is out.

We both make funny faces and our tummies are soft and round.
and sometimes for no apparent reason our bodies make odd sounds,

We both love to play.
We both love to drink…and eat
And both of us, at times, are a little unsteady on our feet.

We both love to read books
despite the discrepancy in our ages
In truth…Grandpa does all the reading
but I like listening and turning pages.

We both smile when we see each other…
Moms say it's because we share a heart
and when it's time to say goodbye
we're both sad we have to part…

But you know…the more I think about it…
I have to disagree
I don't think I'm at all like Grandpa
But he sure is a lot like me.