Sunday, October 24, 2010

Grandpa's Yard

I dug a hole in Grandpa's yard
While Grandpa was asleep.
A great big hole in Grandpa's yard—
I dug it good and deep.

There's got to be some treasure here
Beneath the dirt and stones.
Some buried box or secret stash—
I feel it in my bones!

A hidden trove of pirates' gold,
Or gems from foreign shores,
Or eggs and skulls and fossil teeth
From ancient dinosaurs!

Or maybe Grandpa's yard has got
A ship from outer space
That crashed and brought a friend for me
From some unheard-of race.

And so I'll dig up Grandpa's yard
Until I find the prize.
I'm pretty sure he knows it's there—
It can't be a surprise!

’Cause usually he's sleepy,
And his favorite sound's a yawn,
But if some kids are near his house,
He yells, "Get off my lawn!"

It must be something special,
Since he’s always on his guard.
I just can’t wait to find what’s lurking
Under Grandpa’s yard!

1 comment:

  1. So that's what Grandpa means...I never realized! Here, let me get my shovel!