Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Ode to Grandpa in Milan~ by Katey

Oh great grandpa in heaven,
Died when I was eleven,
How I miss your smile,
It would last a mile.

I miss your funny laugh,
You used to own a calf.
When you lived on a farm
Boy you sure were a charm.

Now I sit here just wishing
That you would take me fishing
Maybe in the deep blue ocean,
Better bring some sun tan lotion.

You played like a child,
You were fun and wild.
You’re my grandpa in Milan,

Thoughts of you keep me smilin.

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