I Thought Upbeat Will Be Neat
After a busy week with Great Grands, Suicide, my grandson's boxing and his opponent he did beat.
My grandson turned 27 last month
His first year of boxing and I had a hunch
It will not be his last year.
I had a bit of fear
The closer it came I shed a tear
I had some trouble breathing
I thought briefly of leaving
I couldn't do that as I couldn't move
memories of a much younger man helped me to groove
with the music and the chatter and I was smooth
for grandson, and family. How could I be uncouth.
I got home from training
it was raining
Our drive to the match was fun
my grandson and husband won
my attention as they gently teased
one another and I laughed
until we arrived 40 minutes or later.
I needed that laughter
after my week
I am so thankful for all my gifts,
all the time with family with no rifts.
The work that was done was important
to me and to others. and it does warrant
more attention in the future
and now I am done on my computer!
Time to drive to Julianna's dance recital
Another grandchild, where our presence is vital!
About the Creator
Denise E Lindquist
Retired, working part-time as a Native American culture consultant. I have an MSE, and an ABD. I write on Vocal, and Facebook. Poetry, non-fiction mostly, and working on fiction. Wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother.
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