Grandpa's Wrinkles
GRANDPA'S WRINKLES
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I sat beside my grandpa in the verandah,
And watched him gazing in the sky.
Suddenly he smiled and I noticed
His wrinkles too smiled with him
I asked,
Grandpa, why your face is full of wrinkles
Because I am an old man dear,
Said he.
He smiled again and I could not see his eyes,
His eyes covered with wrinkles.
Grandpa, are you there?
Yes dear, he shook his head,
Wrinkles look nice on you grandpa
I said.
Yes, I earned them through hard work over the years
Said he with a hearty laugh
if they can speak they will tell you great stories
He said.
I saw sadness mingled with joy in his face
can't you speak on their behalf
I asked.
Yes dear, but my memory has left me,
leaving these wrinkles as my memory
Said he.
Sent from my iPad
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