Poetry

Before the key of time turns the lock
Value the days we have got.
Treasures of enjoyment mean a lot.
A gracious compliment not forgot
Can change a difficult days thought.

What stories do the ancient games hold?
In wisdom, what have they told?
When the chess game is over
The pawn and King go in the same box.
Let the key of time turn the lock.

Many calendars have come and gone
Grandpa is doing things as time goes on.
He and the tractor spent days of youth,  
It is being polished up, reveal its worth.
Together they tilled good old earth.

Grandma still pieces a quilt.
Pieces saved from garments built.
Remember the places, what they wore.
Cut away spots, faded and tore,
They revealed stories of days of yours.

The youth today are  searching the way
They preppare and face tomorrow's day.
Enjoy and learn the how-to ways.
Find the way basic knowledge plays.
Build the precious memories to come and stay.