Visits With Grandpa

I remember your visits with Grandpa, back then you were just a small pup;

He had a room at Assisted Living, you’d run in and he’d pick you up!

You’d stay on his lap for a while, and then you’d want to get down;

For your nose would pick up a strong scent, of a piece of food on the ground!

Before we’d go in to see him, I’d walk you so you could go pee;

But once in a while in his bedroom, I’d spot you start lift up your knee!

Then out the door I would whisk you, to go back to your favorite bush;

As you walked, you had such a swagger; I loved your cute little tush!

Sometimes he’d come over to our house, you’d greet him right at our front door;

You played a lot and he’d tire, then soon we would hear Grandpa snore!

We’d wake him when dinner was ready; you’d sit by his side as he ate;

For you knew how much that he loved you, and would give you some food off his plate!

Then soon after dinner he’d leave us; his aide would take him away;

But before he would go, you would kiss him, and one last time with him, you would play!

These memories I always will treasure, for both of you no longer are here;

Now you live with your Grandpa in Heaven, you kiss him and stay very near!