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a patch-work blanket
by Charlie Morgana package is being delivered; i wait.
i've been warned. a cool gift from God.
it'll be a he; a small, grown-up man.
one that want's to 'help you, Paapaw.'
a ball of magic in the form of a boy;
a David Copperfield with your heart.
i've seen him before, i know the look.
he'll be grinning and running to me.
he is King of the Zen Moment: Master.
fall leaves stir as his zooms by them.
completing a day's afternoon at Paapaw's
sews the stitches in his patch-work blanket
of tomorrows. i make sure he has my swatch.
11/26/2008 Posted on 11/26/2008
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 11/26/08 at 09:11 PM charlie, this made me smile and look forward to a future where one day i might be a "paapaw" |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 11/28/08 at 03:38 PM "want's to 'help you, Paapaw.'" The bestest memories are when they wants to help you. Kind of like when washing the car becomes an excuse to chase you with the waterhose, just to make you scream in coldwater shock... so you're gonna be a gramps again. Congratulations! Everyone's bow should be so quivered... ;-D Wonderful poem Chaz. I know just what you mean by it. |
| Posted by Olivia Martin on 11/29/08 at 04:21 AM Another wonderful write, Charlie. It's funny how much children remember and honor their grandparents; I'm sure he'll carry more than just your swatch in his quilt 'o memories.
great job. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 12/01/08 at 04:05 AM This is so heart-warming I hardly know how to react. lol It's a wonderful piece! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/12/11 at 02:28 AM Love it. |
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