The Great-Gramma Mystery
by CJ Heck
I was with Great-Gramma,
she doesn't walk that fast at all,
so something scary found us
when we shuffled down the hall.
Every time she took a step,
I heard a funny sound.
We stopped and I couldn’t hear it.
It was quiet all around.
I peeked over to the left,
then I looked to the right,
but we were all alone,
not a monster was in sight.
Maybe it was gone then
and I thought it was safe to go.
(I wished she would go faster!
Great-Gramma walks SO slow!)
I told Great-Gramma we should RUN,
the monster could come back.
Great-Gramma said that she’s too old
and running hurts her back.
So we started walking slow again.
Sure enough, the sounds were back!
With every step Great-Gramma took
I could hear the thing attack!
The monster's getting closer!
I heard it there, and THERE!
Nine, or ten, or maybe more?
Oh no, they're EVERYwhere!
And then I started giggling ...
I knew what was chasing us.
Great-Gramma, don’t walk faster.
It's 'barking spiders' with hiccups!
Clever humorous write, CJ!
Love, Rhonda
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Susan
Love, Dove
LOL
Lena
Love Tinka
My grandma Gunvor Cederberg from Norway did this exact thing.
When she would stay with us when we were children, and bake bread, she would patter around the kitchen and house and, at times, every step she took she would pass a little poot.
It was hilarious and one of those memories that my siblings and I always laugh at.
Thanks for this ...
You Rock!
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
Top drawer children's poetry
You always bring a smile to my face..
Blessings
Peter
CJ, you are so delighful with your true-tale poetry for children. Thanks be I will never grow older.
Micke
(who may need to cut back on cabbage and beans :o)
You are a keen observer of humanity CJ;-)!...ET
loveya
Rusty