My Fallen Angel

After seventeen years, my strong angel has fallen. My grandfather, a bold, strong hardworking man, is never to be forgotten. But how exactly do you describe a fallen angel? Do you mention his ability to love and care? Or his never ending will to always share? Do you mention his humble demeanor? Or his never greedy mind; never eager? Do you mention his canny wisdom? Or his never dying support for his family; his kingdom? Do you mention his deteriorating state? Or his willingness to succumb to his fate? A fallen angel may be described as all of the above, but there is much more my fallen angel consists of. The glue to the family, a peace of mind, a hard worker, a man with a great mind. A leader to many, a father to most, a religious disciple, a gracious host. And if you still don’t understand who I am depicting, let me tell you the details you may be missing. Someone who lifts me up when I am down, someone who always fixed my frown. Someone who loved me unconditionally, someone who humored me traditionally. To you, my fallen angel may still be unknown, but just remember all I have shown. And As you turn the page and continue to show your respect, know that I described a fallen angel no one shall every forget.