Grandad and Grandma

Grandad was a fisherman who kept his bait in the shed, ongoing theme in a long marriage which lasted past their golden wedding. They were country people, this was during WW2

Grandad Gerrard had a greenhouse

Where he often used to hide

From the wrath of Grandma Gerrard,

But she would not be denied. 

"Fred" she'd say, "I know you're in there

Hiding from your just deserts."

Grandad, tying up tomatoes,

Answered not.  Truth often hurts.

 

"Fred, my kitchen's full of beef flies

And, although it gives me pain

I am forced to the conclusion

You've been sorting bait again.

Every time you sort your maggots,

I have watched your joy and pride,

You know I'll be left amongst it

Whilst you're on the riverside."

 

Grandad Gerrard, feeling guilty,

Comes at last from out his shed,

Stands there for an awkward moment,

Shuffles feet and scratches head.

Then, as inspiration strikes him

Says "I'll just get out my bike

Ride to the canal in Poynton

And I'll bring thee back a pike".

 

Grandma's eyes roll up to heaven.

"Saints preserve us all" she says

Grandad smiles."You'd think that after

Forty years you'd know my ways."

"Forty years" says Grandma Gerrard,

Sawing at a loaf of bread,

Making sandwiches for Grandad

Calls down blessings on his bead.

 

"Alice love, you'd not be bowt me,

Divorced from me you'd be sad."

"Divorce never, murder often,

Ay , you were a handsome lad.

I remember when you took me

For your wife, and me eighteen."

"Aye", says Grandad "and a prettier

Lass in these parts wasn't seen.

 

Grandma says "I've made thy tommyW

Grandad says "Then I'll decamp."

Packs his rods as Grandma tells him

"Don't you let your feet get damp."

Author's Note

Tommy is a local word for lunch.

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[Sami Khalil]

""Alice love, you'd not be bowt me,

Divorced from me you'd be sad."

"Divorce never, murder often,

Ay , you were a handsome lad.

I remember when you took me

For your wife, and me eighteen."

"Aye", says Grandad "and a prettier

Lass in these parts wasn't seen."
That is some good poetry...:)