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