i miss his soft hands, hearty chuckle and sweet grin.
i miss his sense of humor, thoughtful questions and earnest concern for me.
i miss the roses he grew in his backyard & the berries we always ate with cream.
i miss the flannel shirts he wore and his crisp red U of U sweatshirts.
i miss his smell
his silver hair
and his advice.
i miss his sense of humor, thoughtful questions and earnest concern for me.
i miss the roses he grew in his backyard & the berries we always ate with cream.
i miss the flannel shirts he wore and his crisp red U of U sweatshirts.
i miss his smell
his silver hair
and his advice.
i love you grandpa.
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thank you for your shout outs!