Grandpa Hershel
Love rises, tears fall,
One of Gods children has heeded his call.
A life of love and pain he leaves,
Gaining love abundant, brushes the pain from his sleeves.
Now he watches from above with the laugh that we all knew,
the same one that was set in our memories as we all grew.
A pole-vaulting accident could have left him sterile,
However, those long legs kept everything out of peril.
Plentiful love he showed us all here on earth,
A love we recognized even at birth.
Husband, Father, Grand Father, Great Grand Father, we miss you dearly,
You and your example will be in our thoughts constant not just yearly.
In Gratitude, honor, and humility I salute him for his service,
Not to the country, but for his family did he sacrifice.
We now carry on with your memory,
And I pray that we don’t forget our history.
So, we will wave and blow a kiss goodbye,
Until that day that the Lord brings us again nigh.
Copyright © Barry Weatherford | Year Posted 2007
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