Thursday, November 16, 2017

My Grandpa's Chair

¨ Someday you will be Miss America my dear.¨
¨ But grandpa we just ate a whole bag of puffy cheetos.¨
¨Only real Miss Americas can have a little chub on them.¨
The soft reassuring sound of your Grandpa´s voice
In a soft cozy chair.
What could be better?
At 4 years old she'd beg to go to Grandpas house,
Just so her and Gramps could sit and watch cartoons,
In Grandpa's chair.
Christmas was on its way and the whole family was there,
But not Lauren and Grandpa.
They were downstairs drinking hot cocoa,
In Grandpa's chair.
The endless stories and life lessons that little girl learned,
All in Grandpa's chair.
She's all grown up now,
With sports, boyfriends, and school,
But yet she never forgets about grandpa.
At the age of 15 she was playing softball right in Grandpa's town,
Playing the game she loves, with every ounce of effort she has
Results in some scrapes and bruises.
Grandma spoils her head to toe
And cleans her all up.
Soon after we all know where Lauren and Grandpa are,
Sleeping in Grandpa's chair.
A day full tears for Lauren's fall sport season has come to an end by injury,
Only calls for one thing.
A day of rest with Grandpa in his chair.
It's time for thanksgiving,
All the cousins and boyfriends gather around for grandmas big feast.
You can tell which boyfriend's are new
because they sat in the wrong chair.
Don't you worry though, Grandpa put an end to that.
Grandpas heart was so full of love
That eventually it had to stop.
¨ Life is full of love my dear, make sure you find it in the right things.
Succeed in what you love. Thank you for all the time we've spent. I love you¨
Although your time has passed Grandpa,
The memories in your chair won't.
Don't you worry Gramps I will keep it warm for you,

Until next time.

-LEH

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