once upon a time at grandma’s house…

sometimes my grand daughters
dress up as princesses and live
together in make-believe castle
(partitioned basement toy room)

wearing single toy crown, one of
them acts as the queen and she
invariably invites me to come for
a visit with royals at their palace

when addressing the queen, one
must be respectful but i get into
trouble by casually referring to her
little highness as “Queenie Poo”

they predictably haul me off
to the jailer’s dungeon where
they mercifully bring me books
and copious meals of fake food

eventually, i am released but
regretfully have not yet learned
my lesson and the story repeats
to the general delight of all parties


I’ve written a few poems about my grandmothers (“I Remember Them”) and grandchildren but here’s a new story poem for dVerse.

15 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. janicead
    Jan 29, 2023 @ 12:15:05

    What great fun and great memories!


  2. sarahsouthwest
    Jan 26, 2023 @ 14:11:24

    Ah, this is lovely! I hope your grandchildren remember these special moments all their lives.


  3. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Jan 26, 2023 @ 13:59:58

    Ha.. so much fun… I do not see myself doing that to my grandmother… she would always have been our queen.


  4. memadtwo
    Jan 26, 2023 @ 08:21:13

    It’s always a treat to be able to participate in a child’s story. (K)


  5. dorahak
    Jan 26, 2023 @ 06:53:00

    *smiling* Now this is what real royal families are. 💜 (Not the ones in the tabloids!!)


  6. SelmaMartin
    Jan 25, 2023 @ 23:11:36

    You make for a good playmate to your grandkids. Lovely. Keep it up, imagine the poems they will write about you… aww. thanks for sharing.


  7. Becoming His Tapestry
    Jan 25, 2023 @ 20:43:04

    😂😂I remember days like these


  8. Sherry Marr
    Jan 25, 2023 @ 20:41:16

    I love this so much. I can just hear the giggles. Delightful!


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