A Poem on the Website of
the Red Dirt Writers Society

by Betsy Randolph (Mar 2011)

I thought of you often during the day
And upon my mind, you did stay
Even tonight memories did appear
And remind me of the time when you were near

When you and I were all that mattered
When you’d sit and listened as I chattered
You were the gentle one, so sweet and sincere
Your eyes spoke volumes that only I could hear

Oh if only I could see you, just once again
My dear sweet grandfather, my dear sweet friend

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