A son of Kilmarnock was he,
who rubbed his hands together with glee,
with dear, Margaret, Sam and Charles,
as dear Jock, and Peg, looked on.
He burned the spokes of his bike,
for a hot iron, he did strike,
to tune his head, to be a business man,
thus, he could survey some of the land.
But then a war came barging in,
so, he started with engineering,
in the REME, and the RAFA he made brothers,
that would protect, and love one another.
In the rough, a diamond he did find,
her name Diane Sarah Alice, so kind,
she would still; the roughness of his heart,
where the battlefield, he would depart.
Domesticity, gave birth to family,
two daughters, named Elaine and Wendy,
where they played, with their wide smiles,
over a journey, of many miles.
When he opened the home brew shop,
he heard a pitter patter, go clop, clop, clop,
here came James, Dan, Ellie, me and Charles,
saying “hello Grand-dad, can we ride in your car?”
I remember when I had, my first official drink,
he taught me bar etiquette, with a welcome wink,
“don’t forget, to say, and one for yourself!”
Dear Grand-dad said, pointing at the shelf.
Then the toasting became more frequent,
Grand-dad, me and Pa Joe, made the sequence,
then, dear Granny said “your lunch is up!”
After a struggled dawdle, he would sup.
Sadly, all good things, must come to an end,
I didn’t just lose a Grand-dad, I lost a friend,
though, his frame was frail, I remember his strength,
for his family, he would go to any length.
Six years have passed, since you have left,
I hope wherever you are, that you are blessed,
acting with a flamboyant revelry,
making sure all know the name, of JBG.
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Author:
AuburnScribbler (
Offline) - Published: January 30th, 2022 09:29
- Comment from author about the poem: Today is the six year anniversary of my Grand-dad John's death, so I thought I would write a biographical poem, as homage to his life. If the image uploader complies with me, accompanying the poem, is a picture of us together in 1990 (a somewhat first time face reveal). Wherever you are Grand-dad, I hope that you're having a great party! I hope that you enjoy the poem, and as always, please do stay safe everyone.
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What a lovely poetry…a warm and sincere tribute to your granddad…actually made me remover my grand mom since i never saw my grand dad…very lovely dear poet…am sure your grand dad would be so proud of you
Thanks for the read spilleronsheet, I'm glad that you think that this is a good enough tribute for him, and I too hope; that he is proud of me.
I hope that all is well!
Wonderful tribute to your grandfather. Enjoyed reading about him and the fun and affection all of you had with him.
Thanks for the read Rozina, and I'm glad that you think that this is a wonderful homage for him, and I'm also glad, that you enjoyed this little poetic adventure.
I hope that all is well!
Wonderful words Ben, he will always be with you.
Andy
Thanks for the read Andy, and yes, he will always be with me for sure.
I hope that all is well!
A lovely message for your Granddad
Thanks for the read Draven, and I'm glad that you think this is a lovely message for him.
I hope that all is well!
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