01-22-2010, 04:05 PM
Grand Dad's Time
Saw her crawl today
at 2.30 a.m. Pacific Standard Time
playfully thrown on king-size bed
she laughed, looked up, laughed again
gurgling sounds escaped her
pink chubby face
coming to hands and knees
little podgy fingered fist
trying to squeeze the duvet for purchase
toes curled backward for aerodynamism
she rocked back and forth
throbbing like a twenty pound
turbo engine under pressure
sticky tabs on pampers
her go faster stripes
off she roared
fat arsed, swaying from side to side
more baby hippo style than dragster
she made a pit stop at bed’s edge
looked over the precipice
looked up mischievously
and leaped for freedom
I near shat myself
no worries, mum caught her expertly
threw her down on the bed all rag-dolly
and scratched a fat mottled belly
again I implored
I want to see it again
the baby understood
like a troubadour
she pranced and entertained me
now and then looking
up for the adulation
that carried in my quavering voice
hi Suran, crawl for granddad
who’s a clever girl
not a syllable was wasted on her
my voice kept her lively past her bed time
a silent tear of joy did its perfunctory trickle
I watched her intently
avidly loving every frame of action
thanking God and Yahoo
every playful huff and snort
fed something in me
it came
the dreaded time of baby sleep
say goodbye to granddad
at 9.30 p.m. Greenwich Mean Time
I swore I heard her say “night night”
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This is what really happened.
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Grand Dad's Time Part 2
Saw her crawl today
at 2.30 a.m. Pacific Standard Time
playfully thrown on king-size bed
she laughed, looked up, laughed again
gurgling sounds escaped her
pink chubby cheeks
coming to hands and knees
little podgy fingered fist
trying to squeeze the duvet for purchase
toes curled backward
she rocked back and forth
indifferent to the man on the screen
sticky tabs on pampers, held diaper to arse
swaying from side to side
she romped across the bedspread
stopped at bed’s edge
looked down, looked up
and continued
I near shat myself
no worries, mum caught her expertly
threw her down on the bed, all rag-dolly
and scratched a fat mottled belly
again I implored
I want to see it again
the baby couldn’t hear my voice
she was too intent, letting mums fingers tickle
now and then, I imagined
hoped she could hear, feel my inaudible love
hi Suran, crawl for granddad
who’s a clever girl
not a syllable was wasted on her
my daughter acted as go-between
a silent tear of joy, did it’s bit
in the corner of my eye
I watched her intently, avidly
loving every frame of action
thanking God and Yahoo
every playful huff and snort
fed something in me
an overdue bedtime came
say goodbye to granddad
her mum asked persuasively
at 9.30 p.m. Greenwich Mean Time
she went from my screen
and I cried unashamedly
I’m crying now
Saw her crawl today
at 2.30 a.m. Pacific Standard Time
playfully thrown on king-size bed
she laughed, looked up, laughed again
gurgling sounds escaped her
pink chubby face
coming to hands and knees
little podgy fingered fist
trying to squeeze the duvet for purchase
toes curled backward for aerodynamism
she rocked back and forth
throbbing like a twenty pound
turbo engine under pressure
sticky tabs on pampers
her go faster stripes
off she roared
fat arsed, swaying from side to side
more baby hippo style than dragster
she made a pit stop at bed’s edge
looked over the precipice
looked up mischievously
and leaped for freedom
I near shat myself
no worries, mum caught her expertly
threw her down on the bed all rag-dolly
and scratched a fat mottled belly
again I implored
I want to see it again
the baby understood
like a troubadour
she pranced and entertained me
now and then looking
up for the adulation
that carried in my quavering voice
hi Suran, crawl for granddad
who’s a clever girl
not a syllable was wasted on her
my voice kept her lively past her bed time
a silent tear of joy did its perfunctory trickle
I watched her intently
avidly loving every frame of action
thanking God and Yahoo
every playful huff and snort
fed something in me
it came
the dreaded time of baby sleep
say goodbye to granddad
at 9.30 p.m. Greenwich Mean Time
I swore I heard her say “night night”
-------------------------------------------------------
This is what really happened.
--------------------------------------------------
Grand Dad's Time Part 2
Saw her crawl today
at 2.30 a.m. Pacific Standard Time
playfully thrown on king-size bed
she laughed, looked up, laughed again
gurgling sounds escaped her
pink chubby cheeks
coming to hands and knees
little podgy fingered fist
trying to squeeze the duvet for purchase
toes curled backward
she rocked back and forth
indifferent to the man on the screen
sticky tabs on pampers, held diaper to arse
swaying from side to side
she romped across the bedspread
stopped at bed’s edge
looked down, looked up
and continued
I near shat myself
no worries, mum caught her expertly
threw her down on the bed, all rag-dolly
and scratched a fat mottled belly
again I implored
I want to see it again
the baby couldn’t hear my voice
she was too intent, letting mums fingers tickle
now and then, I imagined
hoped she could hear, feel my inaudible love
hi Suran, crawl for granddad
who’s a clever girl
not a syllable was wasted on her
my daughter acted as go-between
a silent tear of joy, did it’s bit
in the corner of my eye
I watched her intently, avidly
loving every frame of action
thanking God and Yahoo
every playful huff and snort
fed something in me
an overdue bedtime came
say goodbye to granddad
her mum asked persuasively
at 9.30 p.m. Greenwich Mean Time
she went from my screen
and I cried unashamedly
I’m crying now