The old walking stick
In the corner of the room it stood.
The first piece of furniture
I placed in the new house we bought.
It always leaned up
Against Grandpa's chair.
In his house it was always
Close, he took it everywhere.
Always off in the morning
He walked and talked to the cows.
Up again at noon he went
There he goes making his rounds.
I was always a waiting
He came with stories and a grin.
He seemed to always be ready
And waiting to go again.
Then in the evening, just before dark
I guess he tucked them in.
Rain or shine, even in the snow
Bless his heart he would go.
I keep the walking stick in sight
It bring the comfort of him close by.
I bet he still does makes his three rounds
I still remember the stories and his grin.
Author notes
MCheadle-mac
A contest entry
- Step right in by Legend.
2800 points, ended September 27, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A pleasure to enter
I always meant to write of this fine man. I'm sure the surprise will meant a lot to him. Thanks Legend...mac -
always off in the morning, he walked and talked to the cows... I like that image in my mind. Earthy and tender. Such a realism about this piece that holds a reader.
Good thoughts, good memories and good times make beautiful poetry. A pleasure to read and enjoy. ~Pamela 
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this is one of the ones I liked the most. However i think some of the wording was a little awkward. [maybe try free style?] Nevertheless it was good and represented memories well.
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Good memories
are nice to keep around. Good luck in the contest.
Jim
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This is good memories I think this one deserves a place. Say 3rd place.
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lovely visuals, and a sort of humble thanksgiving in this write. I enjoyed it.
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It is surprising how something as simple as a walking stick can trigger our memories and bring us back to another time..
I liked the visuals and enjoyed the poem
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When i included this in the given words i was hopping for such works.I do so love to read of personal experiences when it comes to poetry I feel that is the true poets task.Excellent good luck in the contest
If i may be so bold as to mention one small point that i feel upsets the balance just a little it is the
endings of lines 22&23 the use of close by seems >b
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Bravo
Memories are the stories of our minds. Funny how a single word or a glance at something can bring a flood of memories rushing through our heads. Best of luck to you in the contest, very nice write you have entered. Boog
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Wonderful write mac, filled with wonderful memories. Thanks for sharing them with us. Katie
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