A Gold Bulova Watch That Grandpa Owned
A gold Bulova watch that grandpa owned was hidden
from everyone's eyes in a desktop drawer,
where daddy stored his coin collection;
it glittering brighter than the noon sun, it astonished;
my discovery wasn't a small wonder
as seen by me and the incredible charm it held!
I don't need to question why grandpa only wore that
gold Bulova watch on those long and important business trips
he made to Spain and France as a hazelnut merchant;
was his intention to look stylish although he had charming looks?
Yes, all the above he combined to make profitable deals...
that's how he amassed wealth never venturing into dangerous seas!
A little treasure I own...that gold Bulova watch that's in my possession now,
it has known three dynamic generations and seen by different faces!
Never will I wear it to resemble him and imitate his style..it'll take many skills,
the only satisfaction I get from it: is pride while its pretty rubies steadily glow!
Thanks, grandpa for your beautiful gift...it's holds more than a material value:
its the symbol of fortitude that embodies the spirit that once was you!
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