Papa Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

Papa



Lucky Turner was a great man who loved with everything he had. There was always and always will be enough room to go around in his heart.

Through out his absence I've noticed little things here and there that told me that he is still looking out for his family.
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And I'm sure no matter where he is, he's finding some little new gadget to play with. Angel and Lacey know what I'm talking about.

Every time he went to town, as he drove down the road, he had to play with every single button in the car. It would make us all nervous because as you can imagine he would start driving off the road a bit, but he always got us to where we needed to be safely because he would always protect his family, no matter what! We all love you Papa!

Saturday, April 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: grandfather
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