Grandparents

Grandparents

By Bob W Christian

A grandparent

The strong foundation
On which we can build
Our loving family home,
To give shelter to our
Future generations

It’s like a museum, where
Treasures – not silver
Or gold – but priceless
Memories and stories are
Safely held within.

The people who I knew
Loved me without ever
Having to say it aloud, are
Now watching over me
As I take my turn.

(C)BobChristianpoetry

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About Bob W Christian

I’m Bob Christian; a husband, father, grandfather and cat dad. I’m a dyslexic poet. I am on the Autism Spectrum and I started writing poetry, or scribbles as I’ve always referred to them, to help me to process my thoughts and emotions. It’s also helped with my PTSD. It’s gone from there and after over 20 years is still going strong, I’m now finally dabbling in to photography as I’ve been told I have a good eye.

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