Remembering the smell of you
Sawdust, rich and fine
Remembering the touch of you
Prickly whisker hugs at night
Remembering the sight of you
Hands dipped in earth
Remembering the sound of you
Low, gentle, holding mirth
The card games played,
the things you made,
the books you read to us.
Did you know you
left these things?
Treasures, truth, trust
Remembering the things you taught
Gods generosity
Remembering is all I’ve got
Remembering you, loving me
©Mary Grace van der Kroef 2020
Mary Grace Writing 
So poignant. Thank you again for your insights and imagery.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank again for reading Jackie. My Grandfather was a special man.
LikeLike
Wow this is beautiful , Mary Grace, my Daddy , your Grandpa , beyond words the treasured memories…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Mom.
LikeLike
❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
You’re very blessed! I didn’t get to know either of my grandfathers. I know you treasure those memories!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I do. My Mother’s Father left a legacy of love in his wake. ❤
LikeLiked by 1 person
Very touching, honoring and just so sweet to share
LikeLiked by 1 person
He was a special man. ❤
LikeLike