There was no dread in this voice
More of rejoice better choice

Sweet lemony fragrant smell magnolias
Mocking birds chirped away
Moist air carried off chortling children as they
played in the streets,
Off in the summer day's heat

Salmon painted shingle building
Black shutters upon the four windows
Porch with wooden swing swaying to and fro
Rose bushes flourished with their brilliant colors

Spoken southern draw
Warmth in his prescience
Uncanny smile
When he chuckled his belly moved as well
These things I can dwell

Steel blue eyes
Like that of morning skies
His hair was snow white
Scare on the right of face
Trace of the sun claim its dues

Wore a tan safari hat
Gold frame glasses
Short sleeve white shirt,
Set of suspenders
Pair charcoal paints and shoes
Kind shuffle when he walked

He's was so coy
Distinctive handshake
Gripped the man's hand so hard it turned purple
When he would say "Your just boy"
Chuckle at thought now
As a child I would say, "Grandpa let go your going to
break his hand let go now."

Feel of moist earth in between my fingers
Sensation still lingers
Spring came forth offering it bounty
Fetching boxes young seedlings to sow
Rains come watch them grow

In a set coveralls covered in earth
Sun burnt face glee in the eyes
Show him my findings
Smile back wrap my arms around his waist
His enormous arm wrapped around my side
Scurry off back on in yard

Longer than I can remember
He and I would sit at the table
Grandpa would re-tale of tales of the past
Every time I would wonder much longer they would last
Describing in detail paint a picture
Nod my head as if I was listening

Shifting sands had pass through the glass
It all went into past into one's memories
Resented what was left unsaid
Haunted in the slumber
Land of wonder of the dead

Recline in a chair close my eyes
Realize he'd never really left
He voice came and sooth my nightmares
Tears trickled down as all ceased
Once again peace

He'd taught me much
Didn't realize it till he was long gone
Deeps of my heart he'd given me he's