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Apr 09, 2009
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"Ace"
I've held his precious, tiny hand
this one called "Ace".
He cared not, what was going on
yet his eyes displayed a quiet tolerance
showing that he's quite next to perfect.
There are no collective expectations
on this one called "Ace";
and while attempting to coax a smile from him
one may witness it vanish just as easily,
after all...he is my Grandson.
What a privilege it would be to spend more time with him,
this one called "Ace".
But, growing up is a task he will have to experience on his own,
but I will be there for as many tomorrows as I can be,
to maybe, help him through some of the rougher "patches".
But for now, we all applaud vehemently
to this one called "Ace".
For nothing short of positive vibes
can help him negotiate through his many tomorrows,
teaching him how readily available a smile can be...
for, I believe he knows more than he's letting on,
this one called "Ace".
He possesses a tell-tale, certain "glint" within his eye;
and with that "all knowing smile" that he owns,
he appears much older than his few months would suggest;
but, that's a good thing
for this one called "Ace".
For down the line, he shan't appear transparent,
and no matter what the subject matter...
I personally am convinced that he will always keep us forever guessing.
Yes, the proverbial mold was broken, ever so reverently...
after this one called "Ace";
and even though that may be true for all...
there is but one major difference,
he already knows this to be true...he's just unable to vocalize this fact.
For instance, I know that he's aware that he has already saved one life,
this one called "Ace".
What's more, he completed the task humbly, and oh so effortlessly;
and I'm sure that he knows I know;
because, it seems that he is also in possession of an unmistakable wink.
this one called "Ace".
He cared not, what was going on
yet his eyes displayed a quiet tolerance
showing that he's quite next to perfect.
There are no collective expectations
on this one called "Ace";
and while attempting to coax a smile from him
one may witness it vanish just as easily,
after all...he is my Grandson.
What a privilege it would be to spend more time with him,
this one called "Ace".
But, growing up is a task he will have to experience on his own,
but I will be there for as many tomorrows as I can be,
to maybe, help him through some of the rougher "patches".
But for now, we all applaud vehemently
to this one called "Ace".
For nothing short of positive vibes
can help him negotiate through his many tomorrows,
teaching him how readily available a smile can be...
for, I believe he knows more than he's letting on,
this one called "Ace".
He possesses a tell-tale, certain "glint" within his eye;
and with that "all knowing smile" that he owns,
he appears much older than his few months would suggest;
but, that's a good thing
for this one called "Ace".
For down the line, he shan't appear transparent,
and no matter what the subject matter...
I personally am convinced that he will always keep us forever guessing.
Yes, the proverbial mold was broken, ever so reverently...
after this one called "Ace";
and even though that may be true for all...
there is but one major difference,
he already knows this to be true...he's just unable to vocalize this fact.
For instance, I know that he's aware that he has already saved one life,
this one called "Ace".
What's more, he completed the task humbly, and oh so effortlessly;
and I'm sure that he knows I know;
because, it seems that he is also in possession of an unmistakable wink.
— docmaverick, Apr 09, 2009
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Critiques
Pixee
17 years 2 months ago
Great
Antoinette Mar…
17 years 2 months ago
I Love this little man you describe.....
docmaverick
17 years 2 months ago
Antoinette & Pixee,,,,
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