This was a dedication to my Grandfather who passed away several years before he could see his first grandchild born. Each year since he's been gone, our family has written a poem on the anniversary of his death to remind him that we love him.
I am named after him, and so is my son.
This poem originally was published in Poems on Life - Family Poems
A Great-Grandpa To Me
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This year would have been the first that you could gladly say how you'd become a Great-Grandpa who's more proud everyday. Though you've been gone for many years, still you're loved just the same. Now my son will be our legacy because he also shares your name. And as he grows he'll want to know just how you used to be. So I'll sob then smile all the while that he's upon my knee. I'll make it clear how very dear I hold your memory, And hide the pain as I explain what a great Grandpa you were to me... |
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