Grandfather Dear

To explain the inspiration that brought this poem to you, would not be easily done.
It came on a day when unfolding hearts did share. It was a few years ago when
I found this sincerity, the voice of love's desire to speak through a special flower.
It just seemed to flow through me also, to produce this final work,
that I now share with everyone who may enjoy this art of love.
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I give a special thanks to this Grandfather model Dale Morris, and his beloved wife Ethel,
for all their help. The use of their warm home and hearts has made this image possible.
Ethyl's uncle was the late Finis Mitchell, who was the author of Wind River Trails. Finis
was renowned for his pioneering conservation work in the mountains of Wyoming back in
the late thirties. He painstakingly, on the backs of horses, stocked over three-hundred lakes
and streams with trout that many a fisherman has enjoyed to this day. I was honored to hear
such stories of enduring feats that patience had guided. As a child Ethel went along as a
helper, and her first hand stories warm the soul. We don't always realize the days of light
that we pass through, that are the building blocks of our unfolding stories of life. I can't
help but think of the Spirit that guided Finis to receive the deeper breath of peace that he
died with, as I am sure he saw the painted image of a father fishing with his son.
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Grandfather dear, I love you so I pray these words shall find you fair Of body, mind, heart and soul This moment now with you I share	Grandfather please, remember me When times perhaps, you are alone As I with you . . . sweet memories That touch a depth I had not known
My open heart that is aglow A reflection of the love you gave Now older, wiser, to you will flow For nourishing my younger days	Your warmth has kissed my soul so deep My blood as yours, that runs through thee I am your Autumn's new born leaf That fell from such a blessed tree
Of ere my memory did begin You sang my father's childhood rhymes And poured out smiles, my oldest friend As you were there and grew with time	Grandfather dear, forever so Shall I keep thee in my heart so near Till all our seasons, life we know Has come and gone . . . there is no fear
So Grand . . . Grandfather dear to me Mere words can not embrace this love Nor the fullness of my life to be Your blossom flowered, pure white dove	Sleep . . . Grandfather dear so sweet Each night with thoughts that I am there Forever yours with prayers I keep For the Grandest Father God did bear
For I, upon your knee in curls Remember laughter that whispers still Within my soul, beyond this world As a golden lamp . . . your light did fill	*Amen~~Michael*

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