Author's Note: My grandfather really has meant a great deal to me. Growing up, my brother & I travelled summers with our grandparents, and during that time Granddaddy taught us a great deal. He was one of the most intelligent people that I have ever known, and now he has Alzheimer's and Parkinson's Disease.

Most of my poems just pop into my head, almost as if already written. This one, however, I struggled with for several months, so I could get it just right (and I still think it needs work).

 

Granddaddy

 

His once steady hands

      . . . now shake.

            His once focused mind

                  . . . now wanders.

                        The wonderful man I knew

                               . . . now lost.

                                     Yet his spirit lives on in my heart.

 

His legacy of learning

       . . . passed on.

His years of wisdom

      . . . not lost.

His love of this life

      . . . a gift to us.

For to all of us,

     Granddaddy has been many things.

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I remember his strong hands

      teaching me to swim.

I remember his patient voice

      teaching me history.

I remember his adventurous spirit

      showing me the world.

I remember his constant example

     showing us all how life should be lived.

 

His home with backyard pool,

                              a grandchild's retreat.

Box turtles to be found with each visit . . .

 

Big Black, Big Brown, and Spotty-Dotty, too.

      Granddaddy helped scour the bushes of his backyard zoo.

As we grandchildren grew older,

     our games changed to tests of knowledge like Trivial Pursuit . . .

With Granddaddy on our team, our victory was assured!

    . . . for Granddaddy knew arts and entertainment!

                                        . . . sports and leisure, too!

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But we began to notice gaps in his memories

                                                        just a few years ago.

As he struggled to remember stories long cherished

                                                        of family years past.

 . . . his precise recollections just didn't last.

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Now the engineer who built rockets

                       . . . can't recognize kin.

His great mind is trapped

                        . . . by barriers within.

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 One day, when we have children all our own,

      . . . we’ll tell them of Granddaddy and all he has been.

Through us they will know the man

       who shaped our lives in so many ways.

 

And through us . . .

Granddaddy

                    . . . will live on.