And you went driving with Grandfather, If it rained, didn’t he braid up the horse’s tail Binding it round with a bright silver band, And fasten on the side curtains of the carriage And pull the rubber “boot” over the dashboard? And do you remember how the horse’s feet Went “Plop, plop,” in and out of the mud, And you felt the mist blow in on your face When you managed to peer out over the curtain? And didn’t you snuggle up close to Grandfather And hug the Fairy Tale book Which he was going to listen to When the rain stopped and you lunched Beside the road? [Pg 43] Didn’t your Grandfather always drive over To the cheese factory, and bring out The fresh cheese curd to you? Can’t you remember the taste, even now? And sometimes, when it stormed hard, and thundered