Under Grandad’s chair

There lives a host of special toys.

Bottle tops, lost spoons and Teagasc papers

On grass and feed and growing beef from your seat.

Under Grandad’s chair

Far back where my little hand can reach

Lives ‘gurl’ and rag time ‘ra ra’

Far back where they slid underneath.

Under Grandad’s chair lives

‘Cah’ that goes ‘beep’

Far back where it crashed below the ‘seet’.

Under Grandad’s chair lives dust

And ‘do do’* , ‘do do’, ‘do do’

Far back where I can’t …

Far back where I can’t stretch .

One more week and maybe I can reach…

*soother

Advertisements