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Portrait of My Grandfather

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Portrait of My Grandfather

Written by Gail DeBole on January 26, 2013

Whiskers and wisdom all in one. 
Generously and gently protecting us.
Every grandchild thought they were your favorite.
You in your long johns at night.
Joking during the day like Groucho Marx.
Sleeping in your favorite chair.
Smoking smelly cigars that callously killed you.
And yet I treasure one of the boxes left from those smelly cigars.

The farm was not the same without you.
We were not the same without you.
I was too young to know.

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  1. Date: 11/9/2013 8:46:00 AM
    Cherishing the boxes from the smelly cigars; a great memory and a good write Ralph Sergi

  1. Date: 7/30/2013 5:50:00 AM
    magical

  1. Date: 6/25/2013 7:53:00 PM
    You have a way of putting things that just makes me wish I had said them... Jake

  1. Date: 5/8/2013 4:20:00 AM
    The children and the grandparents have so much in common but somebody has to be the bad guy!

  1. Date: 5/7/2013 3:38:00 PM
    Welcome Gail, life is beautiful at poetrySoup, enjoy your stay. Terry xo

  1. Date: 4/30/2013 12:31:00 PM
    A late tear drop. Aint it the truth. Love, daver

  1. Date: 1/30/2013 6:41:00 AM
    This is so lovely,, you take us all there Gail, love this poem...

  1. Date: 1/26/2013 9:58:00 PM
    I have many of these same memories. I actually sat at my grandpa's roll top desk and rolled his cigs for him in some kind of machine.. oh the good old days!