My grandfather
embarked on his
life as a young,
healthy,
and happy
boy.
He is audacious
to help me
in difficult times,
such as
when my mother
succumbed.
I love him.
He never gets
rankled and
bobody rebukes him,
he is a respected man.
Now that he is sick,
he is a serene
man and has
to stay in bed.
His little apartment,
made just for him,
is never slovenly kept,
but it will soon be sold,
for he is too old
to stay by himself.
I love him
and I want him
to stay with me
forever.
He never pilfered anything
in his life,
for he is a conscientious
man.
I will always love him for his affability.
His innocent face,
long beard,
and his big glasses
will always haunt me.
He is the sage
of the family,
he cares for everyone,
especially me.
His affable
disposition,
is what made people
love him so much.
He is never irascible,
and he always understand me.
love and laughter
always pervades teh house
when he comes to
visit.
The one that I love,
as much as I love my mother
and the rest of my family,
is him, my grandfather.
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