Dear Grandfather, Dear Bobby Jones

Dear Grandfather, Dear Bobby Jones     

Father, look from this heart.

For you no eyes to see

the family you found, you chose,

 waves with love, and the motion

of rolling times.

As your daughter’s smiling worry,

looks back of her sons,

with pride, she lets them go.

So with stumble step,

jets roar, fires burn and ink dries

towards yet more life in pages.

Your family begins again.

Till next we meet,

in this heart

With love, Nathan Graham.

This poem is about: 
My family
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