Fri, 02/03/2023 - 22:26 -- jsixel

Grandpas are for brightening up the world. they are for

Random bursts of laughter and random bursts of joy. they

Are for rough hugs and rough hands. they are 

Never supposed to leave us behind. they are the 

Dad’s without rules, the ones with the tools. They are the

Pat on the back and the shake of the hand. they are The forever

And always, as most understand.


This poem is about: 
My family
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