my grandpa

REFLECTING ON A MAN THAT WAS THERE TO HELP TO MOLD ME
AND AT TIMES I MADE HIM MAD BUT IT WAS WORTH EVERY SCOLDING
ALWAYS STRONG AND HOLDING OUR DYSFUNTION ALL TOGETHER
HE RAISED ME LIKE A FATHER AND NICK AND ANTHONY LIKE BROTHERS
WE ALL LIVED ...WITH EACH OTHER BUT WE KNEW WHO NOT TO CROSS
MA WAS THE CONSOLER BUT WE KNEW WHO WAS THE BOSS
IN THE GARDEN FULL OF ROCKS WHERE I KNEW I SHOULDNT PLAY
AND A POND FILLED UP WITH GOLDFISH THAT I HAD TO STAY AWAY
HE LOVED TO WATCH THE SQURRELS PLAY HED SIT OUT ON THE DECK
FEEDING THEM ALL PEANUTS AND SMOKE HIS CIGARETTE
THE DECK WAS HIS SANCTUARY THE BACKYARD WAS HIS DOMAIN
NOW THE ANGELS STAND AROUND HIM NOW CALLING HIM BY NAME
IT WILL BE A SHAME TO SEE HIM GO BUT HE WILL LIVE WITHIN OUT HEARTS
WE WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU DEARLY PA AND WE WILL NEVER BE