Joy of joys,

That little hand slipped into yours,

That sweet trust which can never be broken,

Granddad will protect me,

just as he protected my Mom,

and Granddad is so blessed,

To feel that love and trust,

A feeling missed since his little girl,

Had become a woman and mother,

A man can have no greater love,

Than that of his female offspring,

an unbroken vow,

To protect them forever.

My boys grow strong and big,

and eschew the safety of Dad,

but their love is evident in other ways,

Like broad oaks they grow…

But my little girl will need me forever,

at least this is a valid reason to keep going…

Dale M

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I am a writer of words and a righter of wrongs. I aim to change the world, one person at a time.

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