Grandfather Poem

A bright spark has gone from this world and he is sorely missed.

A Very Special Man

© Mynda Residori


A Very Special Man

Many words to speak about a great man that we call Pop,
he never told my boys no,
And his love will never stop.
I have known him just eight years, but a lifetime in my soul
and every time I saw him I never thought he'd go.
So many happy times, and so many possum grins,
So much he will be missed from all his family and friends.
He loved everyone that's here, and some he never met,
a man of patience and kindness, I know we won't forget.
My boys loved him dear, with just a bushel and a peck,
and never could they leave without a hug around the neck.
My husband was his grandson,
Pop always called him grand,
Then came along Ty and Dill,
Now there his biggest fans.
It's hard to say goodbye,
to a person I knew so great,
I wish I could have said goodbye,
but I guess I was too late.
Maybe he is listening to what I have to say.
I'm sure he will be there every night when I lay to pray.
Now that it is over,
he has flown to up above,
I know that he will be happy,
with the fulfillment of Gods love.
We let you go,
in any way that we can,
but please know that you will be missed,
because you were a very special man'..
Love Mynda

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Published: Feb 2006

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