Jesper Poem by keith brown
Jesper
Jesper
I gave my grandson, Jesper my old key board,
Cause on music he seemed keen.
He'd thumped my ukulele, my guitar and everything between
He's blown my old mouth organ, but it's the keyboard he thinks great
And when I asked the question he said.
" I'm on lesson eight"
"Seven lessons learned " says I, it really warms my heart
" Oh no " says he, "Grandad, that's where I'm going to start! "
I had to laugh at this one. Very cute. Sounds just like some of my grandkids!
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4/28/2024 2:47:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely and heartwarming write. A joy to read.
Thanks for your comment, lovely boy into fishing now!