Grandpa's room
was dark and gloomy
yet filled with treasures
well beyond the comprehension
of a toddler's mind.

Sitting on the edge of my seat
while learning of all the
adventures his life had shown
and the people he had known.

Remembering that
I would walk away in disappointment
that he hadn't had some change to spare.

Took me years to realize
that though the penny jars
were empty,
his heart was always full.

12/15/2003

Author's Note: Many thanks to the lovely Alaina Schneider for the topic!

Posted on 12/15/2003
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