Grandpa's Masterpiece Poem by Raj Arumugam

Grandpa's Masterpiece



When I was a kid
I saw my grandpa
holding a paper frame
about his face

"What you doing,
grandpa? " I asked

And he said: "I'm a masterpiece"

He left me the frame
in his will when he died;
but now I can't find the frame
to put in the copy

Grandpa's Masterpiece
Thursday, August 24, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: grandparents,humour
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