J: Lobsters for Lunch -- I dropped the lobster traps

He is risen! Happy Easter!

And one of the "lost ones" has now been found.

I was glad that, while de-cluttering my desk recently, I uncovered a piece of scrap paper on which was written the following little poem by my grandson. What a pleasant surprise! (Some photos have been added here for presentation purposes.)

  One-way street for hungry lobsters!    Colourful Floats             Danger sign at Peggy's Cove

Lobsters for Lunch
-- by J , written on June 26, 2014 near Peggy's           Cove, Nova Scotia en route the 7-day Quebec City-                Boston New England cruise on Holland America's ms Veendam.

I dropped the lobster traps on the sea bed,
For them to crawl in, the lobsters red.
On the spike I put on fish as bait,
I took the boat back to wait and wait.
Then I checked the traps for lobsters before lunch;
O It's so delicious, munch! munch! munch!

Of course, I did help with some leading rhyming suggestions.
And has anyone ever seen a "red", live lobster? Haha.
But the important thing is to keep the then 11-year-old interested and his poetic thoughts flowing. At my urging and with a dangling carrot (of cash awards), the two grand kids each wrote four short poems on-site about the interesting things they experienced on the cruise; this is the only one salvaged for J. He wrote the short poem after a "show and tell talk" on the lobster trap by our local guide Bruce who drove the party of six tourists around in his van. 

J simply has forgotten all his poems now. Likewise for his younger sister. O, No big deal perhaps for the kids and parents, but not so for this "poet-grandpa"... ha! 
Actually, as "straight-A or almost straight-A students", they did not find writing the poems too difficult. It is like doing a 6-line word puzzle, with suitable rhymes provided on demand.
 Yummy! (Photo from Holland America Line guide book)

 O Why me, eh?       Lobster boats      When will I see you again?