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My Gramps

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My Gramps the soldier, battling on,
The pillar of strength was all so strong,
Through dark skies ahead, and,
Bad times gone by,
His smile, his laughter but never a cry.

His ambition was clear for all to see,
Respect is all this proud man would need,
His courage and prowess was never foregone,
In his home, his castle is where he belonged.

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Michael Hunt 30 November 2004

This poem was wrote by me to read out at my Gramps' funeral. As hard as something like this is to do, it was the easiest thing to do to say what I felt and how I will remember my Gramps. With this poem I know he will live on both in my heart and in the minds of others when they read this..

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