My Grandfather Remembered: A Memorial

My Grandfather Remembered: A Memorial


I remember his well,
his strength and his love
guiding my hand and shielding my heart.
He stood as my mentor
and my guide through life.
He loved and encouraged me
to seek out my dreams
and he never condemned me
for making mistakes.
And he taught me to
set my own limits
and study and learn
to achieve my goals.
He was the light of my life.
He is my Grandfather,
and my friend, with love eternal.

I remember his bright light
and his gift for story telling.
I remember him by the warmth
of his words and the strength of his presence.
And I remember his humility and fear
right before he died.
But what I remember most
was the overwhelming,
almost unbearable desire,
to reach out and touch him,
to assure him he had nothing to fear
and to assure myself that he
had truly graced my life
with the gift of his presence.

I am sure now that he
always walks with me in spirit.
I am sure that he knows that
his legacy of strength
walks on in me and my children,
and his memory lives on eternally.