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he's right, most of the time
by Charlie Morganthe day was outlined like a driveway drawing
of houses, swings, bicycles by a 5 year-old.
they have a way of giving your day, lessons;
some for him; many, many more for you.
he knows, 'Papaw, Pawpaw i have a vision.'
i smile, awaiting a Nostradamus-answer.
'yeah, Papaw, if you drink too much coffee
you'll turn into a vampire. and Papaw, Papaw.
Vampires are real. no joke. right Papaw? huh?
Papaw vampires are real. right, Papaw, right?
he needs no answer as he furiously draws a
broken chalk line straignt to my heart.
09/10/2011 Posted on 09/10/2011
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/11/11 at 08:12 PM Those last two lines are just beautiful. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 09/12/11 at 09:33 AM Ditto them...those last 2 lines bring it together in such a wonderful way, Charlie! |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/14/11 at 06:33 AM Dare I say precious? But precious it is. Brought a tear to my eye, Chaz. This one endearing me even more to you and him. thanks buddy. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 09/20/11 at 07:18 PM Charlie- I love the way you write about your Grandson. Your relayiomship with him is loving and that love comes though im every write. |
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