Grandad’s
Lap
one
of the best memories
that
i hold
is
as a three year old
climbing
up on Grandad’s lap
while
he sat in the rocking chair
he’d
wrap me up
in
my favorite beach towel –
the
pink one with the seahorses on it –
and
we’d rock
i
don’t remember
whether
we talked or not -
it
really isn’t important
what
i do remember
is
the security and love
and
well being with the world
i
felt
as
i sat there
with
my Grandad
and
we rocked
even
now
it’s
that picture in my mind
sustaining
me
as
i bring my hurts
as
well as my joys
to
You
and
climb up on Your lap
and
from that perspective
learn
what real security
and
love are
©
1978 kathy jo schramm