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Grandpa's Pocket Watch
Grandpa had so many folks and things he cared for; God's Creation, his family, nation and very much more. I sorta thought I was special to him, the apple of his eye, Showering love on me of which he had and abundant supply! One of his dear possessions in which he took special pride, Was given to him by Grandma when he took her as his bride. A handsome railroad pocket watch is was, a Waltham by name, Exquisitely encased in gold with ornate etching 'round its frame. Grandpa was always clad in a stylish suit and vest, With an elegant gold chain and fob draped across his chest. Asked the time, with a twinkle in his eye and practiced panache, He'd produce his watch and tell you the time as quick as a flash! His daily routine was ruled by the watch and it would never fail, If his meals weren't on time, at Grandma he'd rail! He'd look at his watch and say, "It's time for my afternoon nap," And he'd invite me to join him on his comforting lap! Grandpa cherished that old watch - it was wound only by him, But time passed on, he grew frail, his eyes grew dim. He called me aside one day saying, "This watch is yours my lad. Pass it to your son and tell him it's from his Great Grandad." Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)
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