The following poem was found in my Grandson’s text book at the end of term. Nothing has been changed, it is just as it was written. It brought tears to my eyes when reading but I wanted to share it with you.
Emmanuel (Manu) is 10 years old.
My Grandpa’s really kind,
I knew he’d go to heaven,
since he got bone cancer,
when I was seven.
I think he laughs at any joke,
whether it’s good or bad,
and if he thinks it’s really good,
he laughs like he’s gone mad!
Usually he has to sleep,
since he needs his rest,
so when he is awake
he’s always at his best.
Before he ever got ill,
he used to play with me,
I used to kick a football
to him and back to me!
Alas not anymore,
we only laugh and talk,
it doesn’t stop me loving,
even if he can barely walk.
sniff, sniff!
“Such a lovely poem, Susie…Thanks for sharing it! You have a great grandchild, there! A budding talent, too, I would say…”
The love of a child; how very special. Thanks, Susie. xa
Such innocence, brings a tear to my eye . love them both x
Oh what a special young man you have there, Susie, and what a joy he must be for both you and Hamada.
Awwww, how sweet! I wonder where he gets it from? xx
I’ve been with my grandchildren so missed reading this earlier… they are so precious and your little one seems to be demonstrating his grandmother’s skills in sizing up the situation succinctly and dearly… x’s from over the hills and far away…
I never saw this one before now and its made me well up at my desk. Well done Manu – i think he gets his gift and talent from you though Auntie Susie. xxxxx