For My Grandfather

A war veteran. You flew for your beliefs. You suffered the pain With no chance for relief. A husband. Your “Florrie” was your life. Nearly 65 years You called her your wife. A father. Giving advice and love To your children you were dear With few flaws to speak of, You helped raise them year to year. A grandfather. Later than most On my cousin and I You and Grandma loved to dote. This is how I know you This is how I remember In the den eating candy; In the bathroom for a smoke. 87 years You lived a full life You traveled, learned, laughed, and loved Pulling through every minor strife. And now you are gone In your sleep you were claimed We cherish the memories And try to move on.