Playing With Kids

My grandson Liam started to walk,
Now he runs his parents around the clock,
Already this energetic little ball,
Is driving his parents up the wall,
It is not easy keeping up with him,
Just like spending your days in the gym,
Once his sister Noa, is a little grown,
They will be running their feet to the bone,
The joys of having grand children is great,
When done playing with them you can go to bed,
xox

The Inventor

When you get a little older like me,
Things become much clearer to see,
I invent things make them come to life,
I may take a fork and make it a knife,
People think I am creative and smart,
The truth is much simpler on my part,
You see all I did over the years on my own,
Was to find ways and discover the unknown,
As I said all along to all my listeners, please,
Remember to make honey you need the bees,
In my life I have never once failed, I am no jerk,
I just found a million ways how things don’t work,
xox

Scary Nights

It was very frightening,
All the thundering and lightning,
I was lying in my bed covered,
Hoping that I won’t be discovered,
By whoever was making the horrible noise,
With me under the blanket were only my toys,
Little Pooh and Ernie and Angry Bird too,
And the Panda because it knew tae Kwon do,
In the morning I got up and the sun was up again,
No lightning, no thunder and no more rain,
xox

A Weekend With Saba

I went to see my grandchildren today,
As I usually do comes a weekend day,
I saw Zoe the eldest first time this week,
She seems to be growing extremely quick,
Well it is either that she grows so quick, a trick,
Or maybe I, her Saba am beginning to shrink?
Then there is Emme the second, Emme the wild,
Wilder than all the others, more than any other child,
She tries to go through walls change the deck,
Exclusively using her head face and neck,
Then a trip to see Liam my man my grandson,
He likes it in my arms it is Saba or none,
I can see in the near future a fishing trip,
Liam my man already has quiet a grip,
His sister Noa still a couple of months old,
Already doubled her weight nothing is on hold,
Eating and sleeping is her main activity
All signs show as she grows up –
 You will deal with radioactivity
xox

Old For New

Today was the day that in India,
The last telegram was sent- what an idea,
From now on no more will you send a cablegram,
A wire is no more, from now on only email and spam,
From now on no more will one write to his loved one,
I love you stop, coming home tomorrow stop, all done,
Next generation will not understand the meaning of,
The Telegram, the telegraph the wires we used to love,
Pity how slowly all things disappear from our lives,
It seems nothing eventually survives,
It may be for the best old for new clears the way,
and bring forth the old because of the new –
 As the bible say
xox

The Welder

I shall be on the Tree House channel
I think it is channel 65 on the remote panel
I shall be known as Big Phil the welder
I put things and stuff to be cosy together
I put the toasted bread with the Cheddar
I bring the Matzo balls to the Seder
I put the peanut butter on the jam
I put the rosemary on the rib of lamb
just call me Big Phil The Welder
and I shall put you all together
xox

Oh, Oh, Oh

Yes, I will admit I am the one,
I could not help it and now it is done,
I was the one that leant on the tower,
I made it bend in less than an hour,
Yes, I am referring to the city of Pisa,
The tower that is famous like the Mona Lisa,
It all happened by mistake was not meant to be,
Now it is bent and leaning for all to see,
It was not an act of anger I was not defiant,
So what if they call me the jolly green giant,
xox