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Two Giants in My Life

Reflecting on the two men I miss the most

Wire Editor Newman
3 min readMay 19, 2022
This is a photograph of three generations. Grandfather, Son, and Grandson. I chose this picture because all three generations are mentioned in this poem. Enjoy.
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As a child in the summer
And more adventures and fun
I was off to my grandparents
For three months in the sun.

They had everything
A little boy would need
A bicycle, a go-cart
And on their porch, some iced tea.

My Grandpa was a Veteran
And now became a Preacher
That is after he retired,
When he once was a teacher.

He taught me how to fish
And he taught me how to pray
His lessons of Mercy and Grace
Have stayed with me till today.

Train up a child,
In the way he should grow.
I’ll love you forever,
Gramps, just wanted you to know.

So many verses
From Genesis to Revelations
He preached them all
All across the generations.

He prepared his sermon
And delivered it to me
The plan of Salvation
He wanted me to see.

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Wire Editor Newman
Wire Editor Newman

Written by Wire Editor Newman

Writer of, Humor, Poetry, Life, Love, Fiction, Automobiles and the Blues. / Writing in Medium.com / https://medium.com/refresh-the-soul

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