Cory Long Poet Rhyme

Grandpa Memory

Found myself standing over you today
as I look down upon your grave.
Remembering all the things we did 
and all the hugs you gave.
Never forgetting all the advice you shared
Holding it close to my heart 
gives me the strength to move on?
The chill I get every now and then 
 is you holding my hand.
When things come unwound
and life is upside down.
There you’ll be watching down.

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Carolyn Devonshire August 1, 2011 at 4:10 PM Yes, Cory, you may be looking down at your grandpa's grave, but he is looking down on you from heaven. Love the line about "the chill" as I sometimes feel this when I sense the presence of my late husband. Beautiful poem! Love, Carolyn

Steven Cooke August 1, 2011 at 3:27 PM a lovely poem, well written plenty of feeling .i like a lot

Steven Cooke August 1, 2011 at 3:26 PM a lively poem, well written plenty of feeling .i like a lot