Our Grandpa kept a garden.
A garden of the heart;
He planted all the good things,
That gave our lives their start.
He turned us to the sunshine,
And encouraged us to dream:
Fostering and nurturing the seeds of self-esteem.
And when the winds and rain came,
He protected us enough;
But not too much because he knew
We would stand up strong and tough.
His constant good example,
Always taught us right from wrong;
Markers for our pathway that will last
a lifetime long.
We are our Grandpa's garden,
We are his legacy.
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Thank you Gramps, we love and miss you everyday.
Love,
Amanda, Stacy & Bobbi
P.S. "da duh da duh da duh da duh, da duh da duh da duh"
