The Gifts You Gave

For Grandpa Russ

Childhood memories of your visits
The excitement over exotic gifts
But by far, the greatest joy for me
Was your hug and mustache kiss

Your eyes so warm, the deepest blue
Wide smile always upon your face
The way you laugh, slap your knee
Tales of journeys to lands far away

The solid presence that you’ve been
Year in, year out, all through my life
Your gentle strength and quiet dignity
Are the gifts I treasure deep inside

The gifts of your lovely paintings
Meant so much more than the art
The true gift you’ve given to me
Was your gentle and loving heart

© 1999 by JB Heston

 

 

 

 

 

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