Big Bad PawPaw

Sittin’ on his front porch
Happy as can be
Big Bad PawPaw
Is a-waiting on me.

He told me a secret
On my last visit here
“Your PawPaw loves you”
He whispered in my ear.

His secrets always make me laugh
‘Cause they’re always the same
“Your PawPaw loves you!”
Is chiseled on my brain.

Feeding fish at PawPaw’s house
What could be more fun?
Maybe ice cream after supper,
The fun has just begun.

Swingin’ high up in the air,
I stretch and kick the sky.
Then coming quickly back to Earth,
Down the yellow slide, I slide.

Pickin’ blueberries every June
Pickin’ grapes each fall.
Some go in my bucket,
Most go in my mouth, y’all.

“Come back to see your PawPaw!”
He’ll surely say again
He’ll have a scowl upon his face,
But hide a grin within.

The last time I saw him
I heard it yet again
“Come back to see your PawPaw!”
He said — I grinned.