My Pop-Pop
Ronald J. Bianchini, an Italian-American man who stands at 5’7
My grandfather, my mentor, my true gift from Heaven
He wears Hawaiian shirts, jeans and trims his beard to perfection
This happy, loving man gets the most positive reception
The connection between my grandfather and I is more than just special
He is the father I never had, my whole word in a nutshell.
“Remember the three C’s”, something he taught me since birth
Cooperation, compassion, communication, all needed on this Earth
Each time we part I look forward to his warm embrace
I look at him and say I love you Pop-Pop with a smile on my face
His response is always the same without a doubt
As I walk away, “I love you better” he would always shout
I am who I am because of this man
And I will continue to succeed and be the best that I can
For him
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