A Prayer and A Poem

As my mother and I moved the dresser from Grandpa's old closet to mine, we cleaned it out and found some pretty interesting stuff, like many people do when they find themselves in the same situation. But best of all, we discovered a prayer and a poem in his wallet that were kept in the same place, but quite different. Sharon's father will laugh when he reads it. Who wouldn't for goodness sake's, my mother was on the floor doubled over.

A Prayer

Father, while there are times when life seems dull may we also be aware of it's sunlight and song. Grant us the pleasures of recreation, the satisfactions of home, and the treasures of friendship. May we find the beautiful and good in all about us. Supremely may we discover the deep satisfactions of unselfish service. At day's end may the world be a little better lbecause we have lived; in Christ's name. Amen.

A Poem titled "Retirement"

The nookie days are over,

The pilot light is out,

what used to be my sex appeal

Is now just my water spout.

Time was when of it's own accord

From my trousers it would spring,

But now I have a full time job

Just to find the blasted thing.

It used to be embarassing

The way it would behave,

For every single morning

It would stand to watch me shave.

As my old age approaches

It sure gives me the blues,

To see it hand it's little head

And watch me tie my shoes!

I don't know where he got it, why he kept it, but let me tell you, it made my mother laugh and I can only imagine who he showed it to as he talked to a random stranger in a waiting room and such.

"Oh, these are my kids, this is my granddaughter, and take a look at this poem I have..."

Oh grandpa, oh grandpa. For shame, for shame. (And a great deal of humor!)