In rememberance of a grand man
by: wordwrangler_99 (33/M/Crooked River Ranch, Oreg) 10/29/01 12:10 am
Msg: 11 of 171
It was about this time 3 yrs. ago my grandfather passed away, I wrote this as a way of then dealing with the loss. I re-post it now as he has been on my mind of late.
For Grandpa
Why he had to suffer so
I?ll never understand
In all my days upon the earth
I?ve met no greater man
He gave freely of himself
Yet asked for no return
Held firmly to his beliefs
Never did he spurn
He lavished love onto his kids
And even more than that
Was never too pre-occupied
To sit and have a chat
He was a doting husband
To his loving wife
And all the folks in his small town
Knew him upon sight
He had that special twinkle
That sparkled in his eye
Please dear Lord, tell me
Why grandpa had to die
His body first betrayed him
His legs just wouldn?t work
An active man his whole life
Yet now he had to shirk
Lou Gherig?s they called it
But hell is what it was
A long and slow decaying
As faculties turned to fuzz
I watched this man of vigor
As his body did unwind
Struggle for his dignity
For it doesn?t affect the mind
He watched and smiled bravely
As his body fell apart
But no power on God?s green earth
Could take my grandpa?s heart
Soon he couldn?t lift his arms
Then he couldn?t lift his head
We had to roll him on his side
And take him out of bed
But even near the end
When he could no longer eat
The spark remained in his eyes
He?d not admit defeat
Then that final fateful day
His lungs refused to breathe
And the greatest man I ever knew
Went to heaven I believe
-WW
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Another poem from Word wrangler ...
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Friday, November 16, 2007
Back again ...
I guess it's meant to be ...
I have come across an archive I set up of the Yahell Spirituality message board that is still possibly floundering in some form. I haven't been there in a long time.
One poet that visited us from time to time on the message boards was a guy by the name of Word wrangler. He was and hopefully still is amazing in his poetry. This is one of his poems and I give him full credit and props and what ever else he needs in me reposting his work without permission.
Blessings
Oh, how you must love me
For I have forsaken you so often
Yet never have you abandoned me
I know not who you are
Only what you are
You are purity and hope
Despite my best efforts
You have saved me from myself
Set me on a new road
A new journey
You gave me sight when I was blind
Shed light upon my darkness
Granted me knowledge in my ignorance
Drowned my bitterness in love
My hope now springs eternal
My eyes are wet with awe
Each day brings forth a new miracle
Each night a new gratitude
I have found that which you gave me
I’ve discovered peace
And in so discovering
Revealed my soul.
-WW
You have a blessed day.
Beamer
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