my grandpa
my mentor, number one fan, and idol
a man who was tthere through my ups and downs
My friend and teacher, a man not rivaled
a humorous man, considered a clown
a man who loved life and all that he did
known for his humor at the food table
but above all, loved all of his grandkids
his names Robert, but Bob was his label
a very sad day when he passed away
i wish i could see him just one last time
reminisce on the times hed watch us play
thoughts of his presence always fill my mind
great things for the family he'd always do
I'd love to see him and say, "I love you"
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