This is a poem that I made myself that reminds me of my father and grandfather.
WHEN ANGELS APPEAR
Angels will always have one role,
when they go searching for a goal,
that someone could never tear you apart,
and hopefully they won't play with your heart,
so be prepared because,
Angels will come and Angels will go,
but only my father's and grandfather's will really glow,
they will always continue to be a part,
of my tender ever loving heart,
so I will really grow gracefully old,
when Angels appear in search of my soul.