Chris Vaillancourt’s most recent poem to appear here was Identity, published as part of Contributor Series 5: Dramatis Personae. This is a love poem somewhat different from Chris’ other love poems.
Little Grandson, Little Boy
By Chris G Vaillancourt
Little grandson, little boy,
though cliched, I say
“Grandpa loves you.”
Eight months old,
just beginning the dream.
Crawling to the table
to hoist yourself up.
Eyes a wonder
as you explore.
Ready smile, innocent laugh.
You enjoy everything
which makes Grandpa
see them new again.
You cry so loud, and so long,
when you tumble to the floor.
And when done, right
back you go.
You wipe your snot
on Grandpa’s shirt.
You need a bath when
dinner is done.
Pee in the water
and eat the soap.
Wear me out and
make me feel old.
Little grandson, little boy,
though cliched, I say
“Grandpa loves you.”
Very touching. You captured everything about being a grandparent. It only gets better! My grandson is 8.
Chris, you have brought back such wonderful memories. I laughed out loud at—You wipe your snot
on Grandpa’s shirt.
You need a bath when
dinner is done.
Pee in the water
and eat the soap.
I loved this.
This is one of the most touching pieces of work I’ve read of yours. I have 2 of your books actually. You are one of the great poets of the 21st century.