Rhetorics For Granddad
Is it the hair as white as snow? Or the smile as broad as Santa Claus? Is it the cookie on a midnight call? Or the free spree all around the room? Is it both hands filled with candies? Or both pockets stacked with goodies? Is it the wrinkle on your face? Or your poise that is no longer in place? There is just something about you granddad That makes you an attraction to the kids Upon your knees they play with boisterous abandon Without cares and without fears they jolly along The cheer in their voices reveals the truth The glint in their eyes is all I need to see To make me know You run the show A pushover for love you may seem But it makes me see How much I'm loved by Supremacy My first and greatest Grandpa Daddy God! ©heavenly_broadcast
2018-09-09 21:17:24
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I was alone. I am alone. I will be alone. But why People always lie? I can't hear it Every time! And then They try to come Back. And i Don't understand it. Why?
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