"Young and Old Alike"

"Young and Old Alike"

A grandfather and grandson
Were side-by-side one day.
Curly blond hair on the boy,
The grandfather was grey.

The grandson was a youngster,
Perhaps not more than four
The grandpa was an oldster,
With eighty years or more.

Said Grandpa to his grandson,
“I’m glad you’re here with me.
We have a lot in common,
Of that, I guarantee.”

“Sometimes I just can’t do things,
The things I need to do.
I’m glad to have a helper,
And that helper is you.”

“When I bend to tie my shoes,
It’s hard for me to squat.
And when I tie the laces,
They come out in a knot.”

The youngster says, “Oh really?”
Oh Grandpa, is it true?
‘Cause when I tie my laces,
They always get knots, too!”

“When I am eating dinner,
It’s hard to hold my cup.
I often spill a little
And have to wipe it up.”

“Sometimes I do that, Grandpa.
I know just what you mean.
I hide it with my napkin
And hope no one has seen.”

“And Grandpa, when I’m busy,
I just forget to go.
Sometimes I barely make it,
But still some wet does show.”

“I understand completely.
I’ve done the same thing, too.
And I would be embarrassed
If anybody knew.”

The grandson hugged his grandpa,
Then reached to hold his hand.
They knew to keep their secrets.
No one would understand.

They both sat there in silence,
The grandpa and the tyke.
Different in so many ways
And yet, so much alike.



rhyme: abcb
rhythm: 7-6-7-6