Grandfather
No doubt the way this poem should start
He was an iron man with a golden heart
I spent many days under a shade tree
Listening to how life used to be
Many days I spend fighting back the tears
For I shouldn't have wasted all those years
I swear if I could do it all over again
I would have listened more closely to him
I have no right as far I can see
To tell of the man who took care of me
Born in the days when men rode a horse
Like a river his life followed a course
A course that remained honest and true
Showed that real men are the things that they do
Raised his family and provided for his wife
A solid example of what matters in life
For his grandchildren he did more than his part
That’s why he's an Icon in all of our hearts
God blessed him far as I can see
For he could play beautiful music with a leaf off a tree
He held his family together his house was our home
No matter what path or how far we roamed
He was a farmer, Judge, barber and a poet
If we needed an answer no doubt he would know it
These days I use his memory I use it to see
The type of man I was meant to be
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