Excellent Love listening to Grandpa tell his story On Grandpa's Swing by HarryT Child's time with a Grandparent writing prompt entry

When I visited my grandparents On the south side of Chicago My grandfather would come home from His job at the Chicago stockyards Take a bath and we would have supper   When we finished eating and I had helped Gram with the dishes, he would Fetch a small portable radio Take me by the hand and as the sun sunk Painting the sky with purple and pink We’d sit on the front porch swing   He’d dial the war news I had an uncle in the Navy Somewhere in the South Pacific After the news, he’d turn to music My favorite part of sitting with him was He would tell me parts of his life story Not all of it at one time, just parts   He told me about his days as a boy On a farm in rural Poland Serving in the Russian army Coming to America Being a passenger in steerage Ellis Island Working in coal mines in Pennsylvania Riding the rails, as he would say, to Chicago Deciding it was better not to be a rail bum Getting a job, digging ditches for Edison Meeting his love, Bernice Getting an inside job in the stock yards and Feeling sorry for the animals, he said He avoided looking at their soulful eyes as They walked down chutes to their deaths   But most of all, he loved to tell me How great it was to be in America He's been gone a long time now I miss our times on the porch swing However, I am thankful for the time We had together   Writing Prompt Through the eyes of a child (under 12): In any style of poem, be the child describing time spent with a grandmother or grandfather. The poem could be a description of relationship, emotions, activities etc. Fact or fiction.

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