Treasure Island

Arron Fowler


To the rock of the family
the man who hold us up
With such a beautiful presence
You make the room glow
Never have i met a man like you
Will i ever, i don't know
With such a kind heart
Your An interlect from another planet
A lover of everything
A blessing straight from god
You hold my hand through everything
and see good when im a sod.

You taught me lots of morals
if you do good, good will happen
Playing chess was a mighty time
You would give me crumpits when im napping
A pure lover of the country italy
a great husband, father and much more
Never have i seen anyone live so brilliantly
living with you never was a bore

I remember all the holidays
and gameboys games that you bought for me.
just too make me smile
just too make me happy
I remember when you took me in
When i was sad and lonely
granddad i wish these words could explain how much i love you
oh if only.

Submitted: Wednesday, January 02, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, January 02, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem about my grandad who is the love of my life and does not have a lot of time left. He is an incredible man who has traveled the world. He knows 5 different languages, plays a rediculas amount of chess and has a great love for his family.

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  • * Sunprincess * (1/2/2013 10:13:00 PM)

    dear arron, you are truly blessed to have a granddad and he seems like a very special one..
    this is a wonderful tribute and hope he gets a chance to read this one..or you get a chance
    to read it to him..thanks so much for sharing this wonderful write! (Report) Reply

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