01/14/2007 03:10
My Grandpa...
I wanted to include a poem that my daughter wrote about her grandpa Sept of 2005. It was read at his funeral as a tribute.
"My Grandpa"
A heart as pure as the Man who put it in him,
Always beating so passionatly for life.
"How's the kiddies?" He'd ask
Consistently concerned for the ones that he loved.
His love for pepper blackened food,
Explained the abnormally large holes in his pepper shaker.
His Christmas's unique & special everytime,
Every moment to be treasured.
Hardest working man you'll ever find,
Never missed a day of work.
Honestly, a small town man.
With enough love & humbleness for the world.
Knowing the value of a dollar,
Therefore appreciating his blessings.
But he was our blessing.
In every aspect, a blessing to our lives.
Truly and inspiration!
It is an honor to strive to be like him...
My Grandfather... Charles Lee (Bud) Graham
A phenomenal Man!
KAT
September 2005
A heart as pure as the Man who put it in him,
Always beating so passionatly for life.
"How's the kiddies?" He'd ask
Consistently concerned for the ones that he loved.
His love for pepper blackened food,
Explained the abnormally large holes in his pepper shaker.
His Christmas's unique & special everytime,
Every moment to be treasured.
Hardest working man you'll ever find,
Never missed a day of work.
Honestly, a small town man.
With enough love & humbleness for the world.
Knowing the value of a dollar,
Therefore appreciating his blessings.
But he was our blessing.
In every aspect, a blessing to our lives.
Truly and inspiration!
It is an honor to strive to be like him...
My Grandfather... Charles Lee (Bud) Graham
A phenomenal Man!
KAT
September 2005