Grandpa's Paintings
Two hang on my living room wall
one, he gave to my mom,
a beautiful Winter scene it is
looking at it, keeps me calm.
My mom always took pictures
in her yard, where deer roamed
she asked grandpa to paint them in
the painting of evergreens and a log home.
The other is a Winter scene as well
of a fence along a field,
a house sits in the background
the snow leaves nothing concealed.
I'll treasure these paintings
for as long as I shall live,
I looked up to my grandpa
his love for me, he did give.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Oct.29/2015
My oldest brother thought it would be best, if I had a couple of paintings our grandfather left behind, after he passed away in January of 2011. I miss him dearly.
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