Saturday, October 29, 2011

Great Grandpa's Poems

This poem was written and self published by my great grandfather.  I remember this little room he talks about.  He lived there in my Grandfather's house in old age, with his pictures hung of my Great Grandmother and her ashes in his room.  Some might call that strange, but he kept them so that when he died they could be mixed together and spread out into the wind and in so doing return to the dust and earth together forever.  His poems bring tears to my eyes every time I read them, even when they aren't sad.  Such a brilliant and impassioned life he led.


  1. This was a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing it with me and thanks for the other one as well!

  2. This poem and your great grandfather is still reaching and teaching others. This touched my heart as I searched online for a poem or quote to tell how I feel after my Aunt passed away. Thank you for sharing.

  3. I'm so glad that you found it! My great grandfather wrote that poem some years ago about my grandmother passing. He is my hero. I'm so sorry for your loss. I miss him all the time. I haven't written on this blog in so long, but I'm glad that you found this and I hope it offers some comfort. Best wishes to you.