I would say I am, who I am Because I am my fathers son And that applies to him as well And we are not the only ones.. I am a Parker, and I have never been More proud, to say that name And I have never been more proud To talk about, from which it came.. I know my father loved his father Just as much as I love him.. But instead of writing in the now Ill write, where all this love begins.. The year was nineteen thirty nine It was the thirteenth of November His name was, Albert James Parker And he left us, so much to remember From the Pennsylvania railroads To the mountains, of Tennessee .. His love was,stretched across the country But it was never, far between.. Albert soon, became a father After meeting Barbara Jean.. And after several years of love He was a proud father of three.. But his heart, continued growing And it showed no signs of stopping His heart belonged to someone else She is an angel, we call Bonnie.. Grandma Bonnie, was his missing piece And lord knows, how much he loved her She was there, to keep his ducks in line Because lord knows, he was stubborn.. It wasnt long, before there family grew And they were blessed, with two more kids But his love , just kept on growing And he had so much more to give.. My father gave him, his first grandchild And his love kept growing, like before Before we knew it, there were thirteen And of those thirteen there came more.. Yes my grandfather was great indeed Twelve great grandchildren as well And as they grow up Ill share stories As there is so much, I can tell.. Like every time my grandma busted him From chocolate milk to Boston beans And it wasnt hard, to catch him When he would hand her, the receipt.. He loved his tigers , and his lions And he loved the to watch them play And he loved his western stories He could read them all for days.. But the one thing, that he loved the most Was the family, that he made He loved the family that we brought in And the family, from which he came.. This is for my grandpa Parker But its for my grandma Parker too She was there, to be his saving grace And every day, she made this true.. Ill miss you grandpa, and I love you And I cant say those things enough.. We all thank you for the memories And for all the love, you gave to us
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 17:23:45 +0000
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