Sitting on my Grandpa's lap
Driving the truck
Through the field
Enjoying the time spent
With my Grandpa
Later sitting in the driver's seat
Placed behind the wheel
You really can't beat
The way it feels
My Grandpa
Sitting next to me
Giving me instructions
On how to drive
Times like this were magic
Forever holding a place
In my heart
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Tony36 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Many fence posts sacrificed themselves in these lessons. My Grandpa passed away back in 2000.
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Great write and yes I recall my granddads with such love and affection - oh if they were still here.
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Warm and touching.I I can't remember none of my grandparents, but poems like this make me feel like missed a lot. Thank you Tony! Great job!
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Grandpas and Vehicles and first driving lessons ~ O Yes I remember it well. Thanks for stirring the MEMORY ~ BRIAN
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A beautiful write. Thanks for sharing and bringing back my own memory. Thanks!
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Lovely Tony!
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Welcome!
this is a magical piece tony! brings back remembrances of my grandfather and his farm. thank you for a beautiful trip down memory lane!
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Love this Tony!!!
Thank you
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