Keep It Coming Pawpaw

Keep It Coming Pawpaw

A Poem by Ironbutt

Happiness is a full tummy.

 She isn't interested in shopping any more,
as a matter of fact she is borderline bored.
 McDonald's fries   get cold to the touch,
she is ready for something good in her gut.
 There is a place just down the road,
here she has her favorite , I know.
country girl to the heart,
she'll have eggs and grits for a start.
 She'll want her biscuit buttered twice
and a cup of water, no ice.
 Her table manners will fit right in,
eggs will make it by ear, nose and chin.
All the wait staff will gather round,
its a treat for them to see Tink chow down.
Nothing will distract her until she is full ,
then she will be all smiles and have time for you.
 Keep it coming Pawpaw!

© 2012 Ironbutt

Author's Note

My Journey, my memories, your share, enjoy.

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Ah, a beautiful memory. Enjoyed this, reminds me why I write.. To never forget. Thank you for sharing this.

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Added on October 27, 2012
Last Updated on October 27, 2012
Tags: food, grandchildren, love, family



Martinez, GA

Best at ease behind a BBQ grill, human to most, Vet, father, grandfather, biker, poet and lyric writer. Author of Red Clay Scholar, Tin Roof Memories, Mile Marker 101 and A Soldiers Notebook, all foun.. more..

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