Category Archives: grandchildren

Old and Young

Old and Young

By David Smith June 13, 2017

 

The very young and the very old

Come together, enthusiasm to unfold

What a treat where old meets new

Mind stimulation, with bonds that grew

To make sense out of this and that

People with dementia deal where it’s at

 

Childhood memories come to mind

Old and ridged becomes soft and kind

A day care mixes with a retirement home

Food for thought as ideas roam

Motor skills of children and what elderly go through

What a joy to mix old and new

 

Visualize how old and young respond

The interconnection how they fit and bond

Remarkable how the mix is great

Young and old meet their fate

The very young and the very old

Create the passion, a story to be told

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Inspired by Metropolitan Fountain Pen

Inspired by Metropolitan Fountain Pen

By David Smith January 1, 2016

 

A Metropolitan Fountain pen I hold in my hand

Learning how to write, with a creative stand

To form the words with the alphabet, we see

Pass it on to children, with great, possibility

Back to basic writing to let the ink flow

From the glass bottle to the lined paper, the mechanics to get to know

Study each letter and how it is shaped

Yet, know the thought patterns, as it flows so great

A true art to write as words flow on the page

Developing a story, as phrases form on each stage

Words, to sentences, to paragraphs, no doubt

The art of writing, a skill throughout

To pass on to grandchildren, that is my dream

Developing skills, to teach it, I mean

Get back to basics with “A” “B” and “C”

Write it with flair, the possibility
What a joy! Thoughts as they flow

Loading a pen, basic mechanics to know

The ink, from the bottle, and out though the pen

Document your life, what a message to send

A fountain pen flowing with ink and thought

Imagination, to capture a lot

Boredom is an asset

Boredom is an asset

By David Smith December 1, 2016

 

If kids can only realize being bored is part of life

To sit back and breathe the air with splendour and with might

Enjoy the boredom.  The flowing of thoughts

In digesting life, what our experiences, have brought

 

Being bored is the best way to be.

To search within for fulfillment, an eye opener to see

That is the joy, to be bored, and entertained

Tap within, a resource, on how we gained

 

What makes my personality tick? My accomplishments and fears

And being bored, that pause, can have fulfilment to my years

Take the time to study deep,

Our complex nature, for our desires, so sweet

 

Being bored is wonderful, to smell the coffee, no doubt

Studying internal thoughts, where desires come about.

Continually being active, no time to digest

To appreciate life, for complete happiness

If kids can only realize being bored, is a pause

To be comfortable in their skin is reason for applause

 

Generations of Emotion

Generations of emotion

by David Smith October 3, 2016

3 Generations

Think of  grandchildren growing up.

The pitter-patter of little feet and romping  O so much

Learning to speak and the increase in words

Mispronunciation as life gives us curves

 

the memory of grandchildren, little people I see

how they entertain is well beyond me

seeing their future, a wedding down the road

challenges in life, may be a heavy load

 

Looking at my picture, when I was a lad

thinking of my grandparents and my mom and dad

My great grandmothers’, anchors of hope

Though their experiences we learn how to cope

From this photo of me, time moves so fast

sixty five years now, youth did not last

 

Covering a span from one generation to the next

The history in families is so perplex

change in technology, pictures say it all

The capture of memory may be our downfall

To dwell on the past like a rear view mirror

Family history is reason to hear

That vision ahead, a future to see

It is the past, keeps rolling back at me

 

The sounds of my grandchildren and my mother’s tears

emotion in memory we hold so dear

A Tribute to my Dad

A Tribute to my Dad

By David Smith, June 14, 2016

FrontView of Store

My dad was smart. His limitations he knew

And even his strengths, they were solid and true

 

A writer he became, his stories were grand

Foundations for many speeches, on Toastmasters I stand

Did not realize his potential till his pen ran out of ink

how he documented history, He really knew how to think

He did not get sufficient praise and credit for what he gave

After he is gone, His memory we can save

The history of the town, the stories of his life

They are tools for learning and overcoming strife

To tap into experiences

people who were made

Pass on all that knowledge, the foundation as its laid

My humble dad did not appear all that smart

His knowledge was written down, the present, a place to start

Now I see his value, the pen is so profound

Documenting history, scenes from all around.

The skill to learn to write, and the discipline to type

Document our lives before we see the night,

 

Inspired by Ball Hockey Game Ridgeway

DSC00184Inspired by Ball Hockey Game Ridgeway

By David Smith May 4, 2016

The good Ole Ball- hockey game

Raising quite a stink

The odour of a locker room

Hoovers the entire rink

 

Crystal Ridge Community Centre

All the excitement as parents enter

Ball hockey minus the skates

The kids run around very high rate

 

They take it seriously like the NHL

As cell phones video, for a story to tell

The sound of the buzzer, the ref with his whistle

The ball is dropped like the firing of a pistol

 

O the excitement as kids run around

The ball off the boards an aggressive banging sound

 

Kids look so cute with their feet in a run

Uniform shirts, as enthusiasm is spun

That is the joy to see children expand

To develop character as they grow in this land

 

Helmets and sticks and a ball on the floor

To run the rink, excitement to adore

The water fountain as cups to the fill

So the players can have their drink and the thrill

 

Seven goals Ian scored

The game is over the crowd that roared

 

What an accomplishment when it came to an end

Kids learning skills; a message to send

That’s the picture of the ball hockey game

O the challenges to everyone’s gain.

 

Playing with my Grandson

Game Playing with Grandchildren
By David Smith October 6, 2015

(he is five years old and teaches me)

So you want to play got’em as I poked his cheek so soft;
He got all excited, with the emotion that it brought;
His finger like a knife,
And into my stomach that it jabbed;
Playing got’em was not fun
The receiving end that grabbed;
In playing games with grandchildren, as they continually grow;
It’s me that has to change, Like I need to know
That’s how we learn, our lessons in life;
All on how to shuffle and deal with all the strife;
To appreciate the youth, guide them along the way;
All experience living and grandparents grow and play;
So to connect with grandchildren as they continually mature;
Relationships evolve, though love we all endure