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Grandfather's
My Grandfather is the soul of family
Eighty-one along in his life.
Living at the top of his mountain
Tending his gardens, no one can find him
his flowers, one at a time.
Taking a stroll I stumble him.
bent and weary, crouching in pain.
And looking around, I his treasure
Beautiful gardens, just his behind them
Flowing with flowers and vines
I cannot say but I feel his life is gone
I can't be but I think that I might be wrong. He's a fine, old man.
Digging and weeding from morning till evening - I him he's crazy.
He says that he's lazy - he must get done his gardening.
How could I that his life is gone.
I can't be sure and I think I might be wrong. He's a fine old man.
My is the soul of this family....
2012 Lou Antonucci