My memory from childhood is a person that I know
He's been a friend of mine since the age of two
I used to sit upon his knee and lean against his chest At telling pretty stories grandpa was the best I would sit for hours in fascinatedbliss At each stories end My forehand he would kiss He always made me smile with that twinkle in his eyes He could sheer me up when my life made me cry Grandpa was a special as I look back to see I wish for just a moment I could sit upone his knee
