Thursday, August 17, 2006

Julie's poem


Sitting here thinking of where to start
my Grandfather's story is the hardest part.
So much to be mentioned, stories to be told,
These unforgetable memories will never get old.

Well, every tough man suffers from an injury.
Oh, Grandpa's had his share of seven... times three.
Nails through the leg, falls and broken linbs,
I was lucky enough to get this trait from him.
But this Tom Hardeman is never slowed down,
he still knows everyone; is the most well known in town.
Presidents, salesmen, anyone you name.
But it's only his compassion for this to blame.

On top of popularity, he's also quite organized
so when dinner comes around, you should never be surprised.
When he pulls out his date book and starts to recite
where each person is sitting to eat that night.
And afterwards all are called to sit
to watch an interesting television clip
and sometimes even Jeopardy or the Wheel;
it's the perfect ending to every meal.

But dinner's about the only time he sits down,
there's always ap roject, no matter where in town.
If you have a problem, no need to be sour;
He'll hit Home Depot and it'll be fixed in an hour.
Though this cancer has slowed projects for today,
we know it won't always be this way.

For broken hearts ahve recently had a mend
when hearing John 2 say death is not the end.
Through this it will show all God's glory.
And Grandpa, one day soon, this will be your story.

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