Grandpa
My Grandpa was a gentle soul
With eyes, the clearest blue
A Father, Brother, Friend and Mate
His devotion, ever true
He had a happy disposition
And kindness in his voice
A real New England sports fan
The Red-Sox were his choice
His strength and fearless courage
Held steady through the war
Little did he know back then
What life would have in store
Memories of the ocean
Three daughters by his side
Swimming in the sunshine
And dancing with the bride
He loved to be a “Grandpa”
He was proud of all he had
A crowded room of family
Would always make him glad
Seasons come and seasons go
The winter’s sometimes long
The “Red Sox” kept their promise
And Grandpa still was strong
For years, he was a fighter
He wanted much to stay
He held the hands of those he loved
With pride, he paved the way
His spirit stays within us
Though his time on earth is done
It’s opening day in Heaven
The season’s just begun
We love you Grandpa. We miss you.
Amy Kelly 3/5/08
Memorial Slideshow by Tim Dowd
3 comments:
My condolences Mike. I feel for you. Think we'll see 84? Hope everything else is going well. See ya soon, Jay
It Couldn't Be Done
by Edgar Guest
Somebody said that it couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldn't," but he would be one
Who wouldn't say so till he'd tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.
Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;
At least no one ever has done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn't be done, and he did it.
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That "cannot be done," and you'll do it.
Thank you Michael!
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