tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162822802024-03-08T14:52:35.740-08:00To My GrandfatherDouble Uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02658637341293158795noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16282280.post-1125792198356962862005-09-03T16:42:00.000-07:002005-09-03T17:09:07.303-07:00GrandpaIt was a quiet and bleak September.<br />I know that you remember.<br />How the featherdust of burst pillows<br />Rubbed gently on the frosty window.<br />We would pillow fight like best friends<br />until the day would end;<br /><br />and you were grandpa again.<br /><br />We were children then.<br />Though you were many years my senior.<br />And though the times have passed and the pictures fade.<br />Your memory still lingers.<br />I remember that you seemed like a twin<br />Until your large hands grabbed my tiny fingers<br />and I grew afraid because they were so thin.<br /><br />and you were grandpa again.<br /><br /><br />----------------------------------------------<br />William H Ward, Jr.Double Uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02658637341293158795noreply@blogger.com0