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Grumpa

A poem about grumpy grandpa

By Daniel HooksPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Sitting in your old arm chair

with a devil may care attitude.

Talking about the ingratitude of youth,

watching TV,

eating microwaveable meals.

Grumpa I still love you!

I remember the times when I was young

when we played football in the park

and you helped me when I was stung

by wasp

or fell over.

Life is hard

it makes you grumpy

and lonely,

please think of the things you’ve shown me

rather than talking about the things that make you despair,

I know behind the passive aggression you still care.

I know I sometimes take the mick

but really Grumpa I can see all your tricks

there is still to my surprise

magic behind those eyes.

Bedtime stories being read;

Grumpa don’t lose the thread

We all need a grandfather like you

for you have all the experience you will know what to do.

By Daniel Hooks

AKA Alienpoet

www.alienpoet.com

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Daniel Hooks

A poet, activist and story teller who currently battles with a severe mental health problem.

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    Written by Daniel Hooks