First day of School – In the Fourth Grade,
Another Warm Photo and Memories Made.
So many Pictures taken These Days,
Modern Contraptions – so Many Ways.
Still no Objections to Have me Around,
Tells me She Loves me – Feelings Abound.
As She moves Upward in Age and in School,
Hope still Considers her Grandpa as Cool.
Thought when Her Age and Memories Recalled.
Some things I did – My Parents Appalled.
This was the Grade of Future Foretelling,
Year End Report Card and I Flunked in Spelling.