Grandfather

You sired 12 children who loved you dearly,

25 grandchildren you met all so nearly,

You have 21 great grand children so far and counting,

Each year the number keeps mounting,

Who knows in ten years what that number will be,

All of whom would have looked up to thee,

None will remember the smile on your face,

Nor will feel the warmth of your loving embrace,

I place theses flowers on your grave with love,

And hope you are smiling from up above,

Because here’s to 30 years of your death,

Thank you grandfather for giving us breath.