Josette Marie Louise Lager

SEA OF GLASS
(Illinois lingo and slang included)

Grandpa Gus you sure were an onry’ ol’ cuss
with your Bull Durham pouch
and Prince Albert in a can
Let em’ out there he goes there he ran---------

You use to have this old whiskey glass
filled with coffee cream and a raw egg
every morn’ from the time you were born.

Look at those old overalls yer’ a wearin’
just a sitten there a cussin’ and a swearin’.
Fat or thin short or tall
Osh Kosh Begosh fits 'em all.

Mid morning Dementia;
It's bath time now
and Grandma Mamie’s a fightin’ ya
at the top of the stairs
she’s a winnin’ just a tuggin’
and a pullin’ and a grinnin’

One foot in and then another
and plop! down ya go
into a beautiful old white porcelain
inlaid cast iron tub with feet on em’
Did I forget to mention
we had real copper pipes?

Now with all of these memories
I seem to recall one in particular
the time you chased me down the alley
to the R.E.A. Building just for being in
Alvin’s apple tree and just like in a
B movie I fell and the chase was on.

I jumped up on what appeared
to be a gigantic spool of thread
actually it was copper coil wiring
wrapped around my spool.
I felt safe there I pretended I was
the incredible shrinking woman.

Grandpa is gone now
over the fence and over the wall
I too am leaving the world of small.
I miss you Grandpa Gus
you sure were an onry’ ol’ cus.

Josette Marie Louise Lager

SEA OF GLASS (Illinois lingo and slang included)

SEA OF GLASS
(Illinois lingo and slang included)