My Meeting With My Grandfather

My Mother told me that I was going to meet my great grandfather
I was excited to meet him, and to see a new place
But then I found out the trip was, like, a bazillion hours
You should have seen the look on my face

I asked her if I could stay
I complained and wrestled and ran
But she was tough and said, "No way"
So, forcefully, we all loaded up into the family van

The trip was forever
I was bored the whole way, I felt as though I was no longer alive
It felt like everything began to blur
But then, my Mom said, "It seems that we have arrived"

I got out, thinking to see a figure like my father
But I didn't find any, but a old bent man
Then I found out that he was my grandfather
And in this heat, I desperatly needed a fan

His posture was bent and old
I COULDN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF THE WINDING BLUE RIVERS IN THE BACK OF HIS HAND
He seemed that he would live long enough to see reality fold
I thought that at any moment, he would crumble off into sand

At first, I was scared
I didn't want to go anywhere near him
But, then, my Mom's anger flared
As though I had done some horrible sin

But then, he hugged me well and lovingly
And I trully met him
And I acted quite nicely
Somehow, he picked me up and I felt like I was flyin

Now, I know my grandfather was in the Air Force flying high
So high he hardly got any shade
I have known him for so long that I hope he doesn't die
But I will always know that his memory will never fade

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