Astonishing Boy

 

Like Father, Like Son

On a spring morning, bright and sunny,

My four-year old grandson did something I found funny,

In a park, he was running around like a bat out of you-know-where,

He was wild and free, without a care,

Then suddenly like a strike of lightning,

He stopped and sat down; it was a little frightening,

With crisscrossed legs, he sat completely still,

Then touching his thumbs to his middle fingers, which took some skill,

He gently placed the back of his palms onto the bends of each knee,

And closed his eyes; it was astonishing to me!

It lasted only a few seconds and then,

He popped right up and looked at me with a grin,

“Just doing a little meditation”, he said,

My thoughts were “you’re just like your father, Ted”,

Who as a boy, always kept our family entertained,

His imagination and charm were uncontained,

An unfamiliar boy joined the empty playground,

My grandson excitedly ran over to the new friend he had found,

“My name is Charles Edward Harvey; What’s your name?”, I heard him say,

“Nice to meet you, you want to play?”

Again, so personable, just like his Dad,

To be part of his day had made me so glad!

Tammy Harvey

Written:  3/14/2021