Our Jack.
poem by:
Frank Hornby .
Written
on Feb 14, 2017
"I will tell you a little story, about my young grandson jack, when he's riding on his motorbike, he has definitely got the knack! He reaches top speed easily, without showing signs of fear, He is an absolute whiz-kid, when he throws it in top gear. Flying on his motorbike, he's a special sight to see, there isn't a machine that he can't drive, yes even a JCB! Jack never has problems with wheelies, as he shoots high off the ramp, and I'll tell you this for nothing...our Jack's a future world champ! I've told you he is a little bit special, and yes I'll say it again, he surely is one for the future, as right now he is only ...ten."
Tags: happy, humor, rhyme,
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Maria Williams commented:
Jack sounds a lot of fun, which you've conveyed so well.
Frank Hornby .
commented:
Maria....thank you for your lovely comments on my poems.......Jack is now 22yrs old, and now looks down on the top of my head ...as he is 6' 2"...yes he was great fun as a lad...kept me on my toes!....(and fit)....haha.....once again Maria....thanks!..
