Grandpa Lanie was really cool;
He didn't say much at all,
And always sported a cabbie cap,
But didn't drive a tall.
He walked everywhere he went,
Or would catch the bus.
He embraced the simple things,
And never made a fuss.
He was one who loved the rod—
Fishing was his heart.
He wore suspenders every day,
And pushed his homemade cart.
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Great sentiments for your Grandpa. Loved the poem. A 10