Is it my age or the number of poems shared can’t remember if I’ve posted this before
But it made me smile today… I needed a distraction
Old but still used
(Name changed to protect Andy’s identity…)
Woke up Monday with God poking me in the ribs,
Fred broke his hip!
Church blog announced it
No flashing lights or great commandment,
“Think you should go to the hospital,
see Fred, to see if he’s ok, take him donuts”
Well I don’t do hospitals, visiting,
Sharing donuts,
two grumpy old men sat there,
How am I going to fill the time
With conversation?
With sore ribs, being convinced,
I went to visit and have a laugh at Fred’s situation
Bought supplies, donuts, sweets,
last thought,
three grapes dangling on a withered vine
Sure the wife won’t miss them!
At the inquiry desk the officious clerk was asking stupid questions…
Name, age, date of birth , I’m sure she asked shoe size, maybe not,
was it Fred or Frederick where does he live, when did he come in? how do you know him?
confused by the interrogation
Replied
All I know he broke his hip
And likes his coffee, two sugars with cream with sprinkles,
With a look that would freeze hell over
She picked up the phone,
made several calls
And said “If it’s him”
“He’s been discharged,
Suppose you can go to the discharge ward, he’s waiting for transportation ”
Hot footed to the ward,
Sat on the last bed,
Fred in his pyjamas
We had a right good laugh
drinking coffee
Laughing as he ate his three grapes,
Shame though he didn’t share the donuts
“saving them for later!”
Helped with the wheelchair and bags of ‘stuff’
accrued while on his sojourn in hospital,
“Let get out of here”, cried Fred
With crutches lance like sticking out,
a “Thank you” shouted to the staff escaped to waiting transportation
All the way out Fred kept saying
“Your visit, perfect timing”
“What made you come visit today”
I replied rubbing my ribs “don’t know, suppose I wanted a good laugh to see you on crutches”
Look God,
you know I’m old, do you need to be so rough?
My ribs are still aching
But I’m glowing!
God chose me to be the man!
Right time, right location!
True story????
It’s for Me to know, you to guess!
Grumpy Grampa
But it made me smile today… I needed a distraction
Old but still used
(Name changed to protect Andy’s identity…)
Woke up Monday with God poking me in the ribs,
Fred broke his hip!
Church blog announced it
No flashing lights or great commandment,
“Think you should go to the hospital,
see Fred, to see if he’s ok, take him donuts”
Well I don’t do hospitals, visiting,
Sharing donuts,
two grumpy old men sat there,
How am I going to fill the time
With conversation?
With sore ribs, being convinced,
I went to visit and have a laugh at Fred’s situation
Bought supplies, donuts, sweets,
last thought,
three grapes dangling on a withered vine
Sure the wife won’t miss them!
At the inquiry desk the officious clerk was asking stupid questions…
Name, age, date of birth , I’m sure she asked shoe size, maybe not,
was it Fred or Frederick where does he live, when did he come in? how do you know him?
confused by the interrogation
Replied
All I know he broke his hip
And likes his coffee, two sugars with cream with sprinkles,
With a look that would freeze hell over
She picked up the phone,
made several calls
And said “If it’s him”
“He’s been discharged,
Suppose you can go to the discharge ward, he’s waiting for transportation ”
Hot footed to the ward,
Sat on the last bed,
Fred in his pyjamas
We had a right good laugh
drinking coffee
Laughing as he ate his three grapes,
Shame though he didn’t share the donuts
“saving them for later!”
Helped with the wheelchair and bags of ‘stuff’
accrued while on his sojourn in hospital,
“Let get out of here”, cried Fred
With crutches lance like sticking out,
a “Thank you” shouted to the staff escaped to waiting transportation
All the way out Fred kept saying
“Your visit, perfect timing”
“What made you come visit today”
I replied rubbing my ribs “don’t know, suppose I wanted a good laugh to see you on crutches”
Look God,
you know I’m old, do you need to be so rough?
My ribs are still aching
But I’m glowing!
God chose me to be the man!
Right time, right location!
True story????
It’s for Me to know, you to guess!
Grumpy Grampa
