Biscuits of Love

Memories of my youth ..
Flood over my soul ..
When I think of Grandpa ..
They make me feel whole ..
Gathering at his house ..
With all the family there ..
We made lots of memories ..
For all of us to share ..

Lessons that he taught me ..
Guide me thru the day ..
If I listened closely ..
I cannot go astray ..
Love and commitment ..
He drilled into me ..
Making the person that I am ..
Just who I want to be ..

Grandpa has many names ..
Each one has their chosen ..
But the names I want his called
Starts with love ..
For he is warm and not frozen ♥