Grandpa says Mark's a darling, Debbie's cute as ever, TWB
There's a house by the road where my Grandpa lived.
He gave the world all the love he could give.
For children and animals have faith and trust.
Which would do very well by the rest of us.
I wish he was here, so I could get to know him better; but he gave me his love
through his poems and letters.
The animals still come there because they know its home, and the children come
there just to roam.
I still love my Grandpa though he's been gone for a while, and when I think of him it makes me smile.
Hamden, Mass. 1977
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