I liked to walk with Grandpa
his steps were slow like mine,
while my brother and sister would race ahead
Grandpa would stay behind.
I liked to hear his stories
I’d listen with shining eyes,
as he spoke of the navy and growing up
and told tales of better times.
I liked that my Grandpa laughed
when things didn’t go just right,
when he cut off his finger, lost a game of marbles,
or got a big spider bite.
I’m thankful that with Grandpa
there was always room for fun,
eating icecream and sneaking candy corn,
having campfires and sharing puns.
I aim to be like my Grandpa
A dreamer, faithful and kind-
Loyal and honest, bound to the wild
sentimental, devoted to Christ.
I’ll always love my Grandpa
and just as he did with me,
I’ll share his stories and memories
I’ll pass on his legacy.
Happy 80th birthday, Grandpa Russ! Thanks for all the memories. I love you.