Granddad isn’t doing much these days, he rarely does a thing
He seems unlike his old self, quiet, maybe Reminiscing.
I hope he’s gently rocking peaceful in an old chair by the fire
he’s probably climbing mountains or recalling old desire
He’s been and done most everything and everywhere, and how.
hope he’s happy and contented to be re-living it all now.
He might be on a troopship, battling a crazy storm
could be fighting game fish on Queensland’s Capricorn.
Nothing that he ever did was ‘one time event that passed ‘
while legs get frail and pulse is week. His memories have last.
He told me once not long ago. ‘My memories on its knees
I still recall Just everything. . just not where I left my keys.