The Great (non)Escape

This afternoon, the phrase "I'd rather owe you than cheat you out of it," sprang from my mouth like a disobedient lab--one minute it's sitting docile at your side, the next it's chasing after a rabbit. It was at this moment that I realized..."Heavens to Betsy!" I'm my parents. Of course I've had these thoughts before: while watching a movie, when the little byline comes on "this show has been formatted to fit your television" and you say "How did they know what size of a TV I had?!" and "If a frog had wings, it would bump it's butt when it jumped." Mostly, these are things which my dad said, and, as a child, I immediately cried out: "Dad, you're such a Dork!" Well, I always knew that I was a dork, so, no surprise, I think it's knee-slapping funny when I use these same overused idioms today. I even throw a little snort into my laugh when I say them (which, I've decided, also came from my dad, and not from when my roommate Vicki and I would snort just to laugh about snorting like I originally thought). So here's to carrying on the "dumb" sayings of our parents, and gravity never pulling the apple just a little further away from the tree. :)

Grandpa

a grey bike,
with fury seat,
and spokes that sang,
as down the street,
in delight I rode,
my feet held out,
my hands wrapped tight,
'round Grandpa's belt.
cousins smiling,
stood and watched,
with bated breath,
and whirring thoughts.
until their turn,
it came to ride,
Grandpa's super,
soaring, pride.