My First Love

My first memory was of him playing with me

Grandpa would sing a song while bouncing me on his knee

He would sing “Ride your horsey, go to town

Watch out little baby and don’t you fall down”

We would laugh so hard grandma would come to check on us

She wanted to know what was all the laughter and fuss

He would say “singing to my baby girl like I do every day”

She would smile, turn around and continue on her way

I loved when we would get my dolls and have afternoon tea

Or when he would throw me in the air so I could fly high and free

He would take me to get ice cream, three big scoops

Then take me to the store to pick out my favorite color hula hoop

My first love was my grandpa better known as Pop Pop

Even with bad knees, he would never slow down or stop

Then one day out of the blue, he got real sick and died

It broke my heart so bad I just cried and cried

I remember how much he loved and spoiled me rotten

Even though he is gone, he will never be forgotten

I know he is smiling down on me from up above

My Pop Pop was truly my first love

My True Essence