A fisherman and his rod
on a warm summer's eve.
Sitting in his boat,
Looking at all the scenery
In all its peace.
Not wanting to be
Any where but here.
Staring ahead
With nothing disturbing him.
The sun lays upon
His unaging face.
He watches after his kids
And his grandchildren.
He teaches them
Everything he knows.
He appriciates
Everything his family teaches him.
For in every family
You must learn form
One another.
This wonderful man
Acts as a symbol
Of what's write and wrong.
He has seen many wars
witnessed many partings
My parents have
Gotten help from him
With their hardships.
He has taught me to
Love and care for one another.
This outragously caring man
Is my grandfather.