My Grandpa

My Grandpa There are not many people in this world That could say they have a Grandpa like mine For as long as I remember he was always there And when I went to school he’d call to see if I was fine He taught me how to ride the bicycle And brought me home a new fishing pole Together we’d pack a lunch and a thermos And head for our favorite fishing hole He taught me how to clean the fish we caught And how to bait the hook just right He showed me how to bring in the fish Especially the ones that put up such a fight I remember hot summer days And we would pack up and go swim And camp for weekend of fun Those memories for me will never dim He is gone now these many years But I will never forget the many times He filled that empty feeling I have now He was my anchor and tie that binds No I shall never forget the times He would tease me into a smile Telling me how much he loved me Making my summers all worthwhile. He left behind so many things When he left this world for another But time marches on and the day will come When once again we’ll be together Connie Moore