Love to Craft

As I am busy updating my blog, eldest daughter gave me this - something she wrote for English.

One of the strongest people,

dedicating his life to

protecting his family.

Old bruised hands show

years of hard work.

Ill emotion is soon eased

in his presence;warm hearted

and gentle, no words can explain,

a role model to all.

Standing in the kitchen, looking

into the garden, watching the

birds flying to and from the

table top, no words spoken but

the connection is there between

both him and I.

Family trips to Borth, all

together, building sand castles

on the beach, long walks to look

for the shells, he holds my

hand tightly; I smile at my Grandad,

I am never alone.

Enough talking now.