For all the stories that were never to be told,back to a time when all the boyz were so much younger. We knew a man whose kindness touched the hearts of many,and he would often make us all those wonderful hand made gifts of love. Yes his heart was pure gold forged from out of love,right from the hands of the almighty who sits high above. He loved and cared for all those that he knew,His family, friends and most of all you,Many happy memories We carry within our hearts,Vowed never to forget and never to be apart,As the boyz would look up to this man with great awe,For you see he was our friend and he was our Great Grandpa. And "no" Grandpa I don't have my potatoes dug yet but you can bet I'll have them planted this up coming year by "Good Friday". May your body rest in peace but all those stories you could not tell us this year we can hear them now in our hearts every day. Love, Tamara
2 comments:
Wow Tamara you have a way with words....Thank you!!
Mindi Jo
Thank you so much for the wonderful words & pictures. I printed and gave to Great Grandma.
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