TOY BOAT by Russ McKay
Posted on March 28, 2015
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I built my first boat model
I bet it goes real fast
It’s a pretty sailboat
With one tall center mast
I followed the directions
With some help from Dad
When we both were finished
Boy we both were glad
It was fun to build it
And it’s so much fun to see
we both accomplished
Both my Dad and me
Well we took it to the lake today
For its maiden sail
The breeze was right the water calm
We named the boat “Prevail”
We put it in the water
Then “Prevail” began to lean
But we forgot to glue the keel
It became a submarine!
Mother Nature by Russ McKay
Posted on February 21, 2015
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Oh I DO love Mother Nature
The land…the sky…the sea
And I love almost all her animals
And insects too…I even love the bee
I don’t ALWAYS love the weather
That she sends my way
But all in all I love it all
Even though there’s rain all day
We all should love Mother Nature
Cause we’re as natural as can be
Yes I love her but I wonder…
What she thinks of me.
A HAPPY VALENTINE’s Heart by Russ McKay
Posted on February 10, 2015
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I’m the happy valentines heart
And I play an important part
I work one day a year
And my message is clear
And I’ve loved this job from the start
All the world’s lovers use me
To tell friends and family
How much they care
I’m sent everywhere
I try to make them hap-py
Yet there’s only one day I’m seen
It’s on February fourteen
But lovers world ’round
Have always found
I’m also around in between
The Allergic Bee
Posted on February 4, 2015
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I’m a worker bee
But I am not hap-py
You see I’m allergic to honey
When the honey’s too thick
I start to get sick
And all over I start feeling funny
My skin starts to itch
And I can’t help but twitch
It’s important a worker survives
So I have to take care
Fly out…get some air
When I start to break out in hives!
The “I Don’t Know About….” Book
Posted on January 22, 2015
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IF i wrote a book about all the tings that I don’t know about
In infinite detail…my ignorance I would tout
I’d have to research all manner of things on subjects I don’t know
It would be methodical…the process would be slow
And at the end of many years of learning what I didn’t know before
I’d wind up knowing everything and wouldn’t need to know no more!
New Baby Brother by Russ McKay (aka sillygrandpa.com)
Posted on January 7, 2015
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Well they finally did it!
They brought him home today
My “bouncing baby brother”
As they like to say
I saw him in the nursery
Through the window there
I couldn’t see too much of him
Just his nose, forehead and hair
I guess I’ll just get used to
Having him around
He surely is a noisy thing
When they lay him down
I was such a happy baby
I was never sad
And I’ve grown up to be a good girl
I’m very rarely bad
But I just don’t understand
Why they think they need
A messy crying baby
Another mouth to feed
I’m tall enough to peek in
His crib and bassinette
And only when he’s sleeping
That’s close as I want to get
“What’s that Mom…
Me…hold him?”
“I really don’t…oh well
He’s looking right up at me
As far as I can tell”
“So this litle thing’s my brother
He’s being quiet now
You know…I think he likes me
He just yawned…Oh wow!”
“Can’t I just keep holding him
I like the way he feels
And his blue eyes are real pretty
They’re as big as seals”
“So…Hi there brother Billy
It’s almost time for lunch
I’m your sister Cathy
And I love you very much!”
Writing Poetry Is Easy by Russ McKay
Posted on December 23, 2014
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I decided I’d write poetry
It’s an easy thing to do
You just have to make sure that
The last words rhyme…ah…too!
Heck you could write of anything
As long as you remember
That that last word in each key line
Rhymes with the one…ah..befember.
And don’t forget an important thing
Poetry has a meter
Kind of like the beat of a song
A cadence, pace or natural flow or..ah..rhythmter
Anyway, poetry is a beautiful thing
It lifts our spirits high
Anyone can be a poet
All you need do is…attempt it!
THE MAGIC GIFT by Russ McKay
Posted on December 13, 2014
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As Santa returned from his worldwide tour
Mrs. Claus met him at the Polar front door
“You look tired my Dear more than last year
I hope all went well and I’m glad you are here!”
“May I get you some tea or a sandwich to eat?”
“No…I’m full of cookies and I’m dead on my feet!”
As Santa rested in his big easy chair
He noticed a large package…”What is that there?”
“Did I not gift some girl or some boy…
A small child that I’ve failed to bring Christmas joy?”
“No Dear…not at all!” Mrs. Claus then replied
“It was brought by someone who left it outside!”
The tag said ” To Santa…Father Christmas…St. Nick…
And whomever left it was quiet and quick!”
“Ah that I was as quiet and quick as before
I was almost seen at three houses or four!”
“Perhaps I’ve gotten too old for this task
Each Christmas I wonder…Will this be my last?”
“Well it would be nice if you were younger that’s true
In just one evening there’s so much to do!”
“But open your package it’s your first present ever!”
“No one sends Santa a present…no never !”
Santa ripped the gift wrapping off like a child
Excitement danced in his eyes like fire wild
Then suddenly a great light shone from within
The gift was so bright it made the sun seem quite dim
And after a minute the light quickly went black
Knocking Santa over, he lay flat on his back!
“Oh my Dear are you all right…
That package had an unworldly light?”
Santa leaped high up…two feet off the ground!
“Yes Dear I think…I think I’m all sound”
“What?…Did you see that…did you see what I did?”
“I jumped off that floor like I was a…kid!”
“Oh yes Dear I saw that and you look younger too!”
“I feel full of life and…well…I feel NEW!”
And then Santa kissed her as they both shed a tear
“I’m so excited I can’t wait for next year!”
Grand Kid’s Chat by Russ McKay (aka sillygrandpa.com)
Posted on December 7, 2014
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As Grand kids grow older they change very fast
Yes “Two weeks ago”…well that was the past
Being a Grandpa today has many trials
But all that you’re after are one of “Those Smiles”
They get taller and cuter and quicker and smarter
If a Grandpa wants answers then he’s gotta barter
They also learn things that you have forgot
If you EVER did know them…probably not
When talking to Dannie…Zoology’s her thing
If chatting with Lucy great books are the king
Now Gigi loves Science…not one of my fields
And Gus loves Gymnastics…my head’s over heels
Jonathan and Star Wars are so closely linked
He’ll spout twenty facts before I have blinked
John Scot Junior always knows what is newest
And my knowledge of new things is one of my fewest
When talking to Judson Silly’s the game
But I’m up for that ’cause it’s part of my name
And then there is Sarah too young to converse
But she is so cute that I want to write verse
All Eight of my grandkids are God’s great blessing
And I love them all dearly…of that I’m confessing
The Christmas Stocking by Russ McKay (aka sillygrandpa.com)
Posted on November 27, 2014
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All of my socks are but a size two
They wouldn’t hold much so I knew what to do
I borrowed my Grandpa’s…his feet are real big
And I hope that Dear Santa doesn’t think I’m a pig!
I hung Grandpa’s stocking by the chimney with care
If I’d hung up size two…well it wouldn’t be fair
Most kids I know hang socks that are huge
I hope no one thinks that I’m being a scrooge
But I have something that I want to report
And I’ll try to make this long story short
When I woke up early last Christmas morn
Left instead of my sock was one that was torn
It was all red and fuzzy with a tear in the toe
It looked like it had been left out in the snow
And there was a note on the table nearby
It was written by Santa and it started out “Hi…
“…I hope you don’t mind and your Grandfather too
But I tore my stocking when I slipped on your roof
So I borrowed your sock to aid me tonight
To help keep my toes warm and solve my small plight”
Well I thought Santa’s sock was the best gift ever
And I told lots of folks but…believe me? NEVER!
But I know it’s true and it’s just like I said
It’s Santa’s real stocking and it’s really quite red!
But the neatest of all I’ve yet to tell
About three days later I heard the door bell
It was UPS and a guy dressed in brown
“I’ve a package from North Pole’s Lost and Found
Sign here if you want it”…and so I did
Then guess what was there when I opened the lid?
Yep! Grandpa’s stocking…as good as new
And a note signed by Santa that just said “Thank You!”
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