Bob Grant

Eye lids drooping – nose hairs growing, stomach falling – age spots showing. Hair receding – stream now slowing. ankles swelling – wrinkles flowing. Damn if it ain’t creeped on me, not much I can do to flee, the rays like just on “Frosty” pelting, perhaps like him I’m just plain melting?

There’s good and bad in any life, our world is full of joy and strife, from when we’re born until we die, there’s times to laugh and times to cry. Fortunate am I for sure, to share my life with something pure, and it’s a blessing from above, having now a “Grandchild’s Love,”

A dog on a couch might seem crazy to some, to others it might lie this side of dumb. The hair and the fleas not to mention the vets, there are those who actually just don’t want pets. But our house is brighter with this dog around, for numerous reasons not wise or profound. Just … Read moreA Dog on a Couch

Five Little Ghosts are ready to party, Ho-Ho it loud and Ho-Ho it hardy. Friendly are they so no need to worry, people join in and don’t run or scurry. Give them a break – they’ve been boxed for a year, now is their time to play and to cheer, to hoot and to howl … Read moreFive Little Ghosts

The Chiefs won again – the only one left, and I know the reason why they are so deft. It isn’t the linemen so beefy and mean, it isn’t the decibels that the crowds scream. It isn’t the game plan though smart it might be, it isn’t that field goal they kick without tee. Their … Read moreGreat Lucky Charm

A lapse in time since my last rhyme, the bells for rhyme just did not chime. So now I sit composing wit, but pegs and holes don’t seem to fit. Do others read this site – not much, imaginations it don’t touch. As wings they serve upon a bee, I’ll keep rhyming just for me. … Read moreJust for Me

There’s a tune in my head that won’t go away, I don’t want it there but it’s stuck on replay. Crept in yesterday from a radio song, enough is enough as its been here too long. Thought sleep was the cure but it was in my dreams, that tune is persistent and stubborn it seems. … Read moreTune Exorcist

Getting close to sixty-nine, certainly am past my prime. Though this girl who’s almost five, makes me glad that I’m alive. A daughter of the grander kind, keeps me strong in sole and mind. For she keeps me on my game, she is my Eternal Flame.

Fingers do good things, Fingers do bad things, Fingers have minds of their own. From picking your nose, to painting your toes, More than mere knuckles and bone. Raise one in anger, raise two in peace, raise all in a friendly high five. Fingers of sinners, Fingers of saints, must clasp if we are to … Read moreFingers

Hand in hand we walk with her, We are Grandparents – that’s for sure. A gift to us from our dear daughter, both mean more than air and water. We treasure time we spend with her, moves to fast and that’s for sure. Seems yesterday ’twas in our palm. the tiny hand of her dear … Read moreWe are Grandparents