To My Second Grandson...Kyle Thomas Poem by Philip Lore

Kyle Thomas, I miss your smile,
I know how you miss me,
It's been so long since I've been home
Its been a long, long trial.

I love when we play Halo together,
Remember how excited Poppy gets,
When we get snowy weather.
I loved you just for who you are,
A treasured gift, my shining star.

Our fun riding quads, flying our planes,
Playing X Box, at the cabin, when it rains!
Watching for bear, chipmunks and deer,
We'll do this again, when I come home from Iraq,
And hug you, tight next year.

Practicing golf, hitting t-ball,
Riding your quad, no fear at all.
Playing chess with Poppy,
And Jenga too,
Concentrating hard, just me and you.

Playing in the dirt, with our remote control cars,
Making smores by the fireplace,
Watching the moon,
The stars.

Chicken nuggets, you eat by the pack,
Crunchy cheese doodles, your favorite snack.
Ice cream, cherry drink, you have every night,
I watch you so silently, its such a delight.

From my bunker in Iraq,
A pack on my back,
As I write this poem,
I can't wait to come back.

You're a wonderful grandson,
I hope that you see,
That you are a special grandson,
To Nanny and Me.