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.
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