Poem: Grandpa Drinking Tea

Crow On The Wire

Grandpa puts a Lipton teabag in the cup

and drinks tea while looking out the window

in the house that he built.

He tells the story about how he endured the desert heat,

how he woke up early in the morning 

and supervised a hundred men doing highway work.

Grandpa drinks tea while munching on a sugar cookie,

looks out the window at his big, yellow flowers

and daydreams about his long life in Spanish.

He talks about how the dam once broke,

how the water poured into the valley and flooded Santa Paula,

how he survived the flood that carried many of his friends away.

He talks about the Mexican woman he married in Ventura,

how they won all kinds of money at a Las Vegas casino,

how they drove back and forth in their Buick LeSabre.

The story about his life is simple but honest.

He woke before…

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