Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Pap Paw

By
I remember everything about my Pap Paw,






From hair to his clothes


To that little pocket knife we used to peal pecans with

Never will I forget on ninth birthday the gift he gave to me


Unwrapping it carefully wondering what’s inside
Inside the box was that little pocket knife we used to peal pecans with





Running outside to get a pecan




Pealing it carefully whoops I slipped





Running in crying running to him



Getting me a band aid for my little bitty cut


Nine months later going to see him lay in his bed




Never will I forget that horrible day



Never will I forget his last words to me

Willy don’t be sad don’t cry don’t worry about me



I love you take care of mom and tiff
Be the man of the house was his very last words to me





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback