Sonny

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This is a poem about my paternal grandfather. He passed away in June of 1996. I really miss him, and I don't have many memories about him. I really would appreciate it if you guys would go easy on me with this poem, if you don't like it, PLEASE don't leave a nasty comment. This poem is one of the closest to my heart, and I don't know if I could stand to have it critiqued. It's just here to be read, and appreciated.

Sonny

You were The Mailman, loved by all,

When someone needed a jokester, you were the one to call.

Everyone loved you, you were the man of many smiles,

with that twinkle in your eye, that was your style.


You were a big man, the gentlest giant,

four hundred pounds of tender, caring soul

you weren't much of a pedant

but you loved to tinker with whatever, take it apart or make it whole.



you loved your family, all your friends too,

And there is no question we loved you too.

we all still love you to this very day,

And it shall always stay this way.





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2irishman2 commented on Sonny

08-13-2009

Love it. It makes me want to hug my mailman and get to know him.

FUBAR93

08/13/2009

ha ha, this particular mailman was my grandfather.

cliftondurant commented on Sonny

06-30-2009

Thisa great poem of love i can feel your loving heart great job

Artie commented on Sonny

06-29-2009

Great poem! I wish I could've known him. He sounds like he was one of the good ones. Looking forward to hearing from you soon.

Indigogreen16 commented on Sonny

06-27-2009

This is beautiful............I really enjoyed reading this. Thank you. It is very special and you really delivered it well in only a few verses. Good job.

Richisfun commented on Sonny

06-25-2009

Oh so nice to a grand pa, good thoughtful poem and to the point, we all love mailmen too.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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