I am from wine connoisseurs With a self proclaimed french je ne sais quoi A father of politics A mother of cooking With my sister and I in between Sister of art House of Victoria Downtown is our place Hipster is our face The cat with swag holds us all together With a woods as our backyard, and summertime gardens with scary insect farms Saturday mornings with the sweet smell of pancakes and syrup We may not be huggers but advice does suffice Now as I go day to day I remember this saying that my mom always does say “You can’t change people, only yourself.” This reminds me that I'm not the only one sitting on that self
Old fashion Texas man and women Each with many hats and cans Cans of beans and jars of pickling foods Grammy frosted the world with fervor and quilts Pap-Pap is a man of his own Busy bee carving out time only to fly Been around the block a few times just to give me these rhymes Woodworker by trade who knows the difference between workmanship and **** Summer days full of tunes of ice cream trucks and Pap-Pap down the drive Only to arrive with delectable treats of frozen desserts To teach a life lesson that sticks to the curb “Don’t say I never did anything for ya.” as he strolls away to go work Baking up bread and squash too My grandparents are my favorite people this is true All american cuties this is what they are
My Bumpa and My grandma are very sweet yet far They live in Michigan not just four steps away Yet they are still in my heart and there to stay Bumpa is a hugger and kisser too they both are whenever they see you Grandma is a chatty cathy always with something to say This is why she always brightens my day Bumpa builds everything and cooks delicious food He works very hard and is always smiling through and through As a retired car designer he has a great knowledge for cars He used to work at Ford building seats and much more This is my Bumpa ,and my Grandma too I love to go visit them for there love is so true
Many places is where they belong All organized in different songs Smiles and laughs and sad times too We document in pictures With writing few A picture is a thousand words so what more could you say Some is in my mind but those are for another day My family is who I am it is who I’m going to be I smile when I think of them because I know its just me