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Grand-daddy Welcomes His Daughters: A Poem
Grand-daddy was what we called him
An important man to us all
His sense of humor was special
He was a giant to me, so tall.
Fishing and cards were his hobbies
Weekends were made for play
The little cabin in the woods
Is where the family stayed.
Giggles and stories filled the rafters
Grand-daddy smiled all the time
His generous nature was his best trait
He would give you his last dime.
Long gone now for many years
He welcomed his girls to his side
They laugh in Heaven, this I know
on beautiful clouds they ride.
I miss them but they’re all together
Laughter on the winds that blow
Father and daughters holding hands
Safe in God’s warm glow.
©LMY 3.21.2012
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ImKarn23, thanks! They sold that old cabin back in the 90s and I wish I could have kept it! I miss that place!
Your grandfather sounds like a grand man - and the cabin in the woods a beautiful place for a family to be a family. Lucky you! voting it where it belongs!
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Gypsy, thanks!
Just lovely voted up and awesome! Great tribute.
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Capedium, thank you! I always appreciate your kind words!
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Michele, I'm glad this jogged your memory! Thanks for the comment!
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sandrabusby, that photo was probably taken in Paris, TN. That's where the cabin was. I remember going across a large, two-lane bridge on our way to the cabin and my grandfather would hit the side of the bridge every time! That's probably why I hate bridges now!
Thanks for the comment!
LOVELY AND WELL WRITTEN!
That was wonderful! You helped me remember things I have not thought of for years. Thank you so much for writing this. It is fantastic.
Grand-daddy's are such treasures and kind of rare in my family. I just noticed we are both Southerners; the picture has such a familiar feel for me. Thanks for SHARING. Sandra Busby
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TheLastBabyBoomer, thank you! I love your HubPage name and the photo!
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Diana Lee, thank you so much!
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Bill, thanks! I don't even know what my mind is thinking! Who knows what it'll come up with today!
Beautiful visualization, I love those old family memories growing up.
Beautiful poetry and warm memories seem to go well together. Good hub. Voted up.
That was lovely my dear! My grandparents were too old to take me fishing or any other activity so I missed out on that. Great memories you have and a wonderful poem to remember them by. Always a pleasure to drop by and see what you have concocted in that mind of yours. :)
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