Vincent P Yearwood

The world is a small place where we are now able to speak freely with each other from almost any country across the Internet for little or nothing. Now we can even see each other as we talk across the continents and send information and pictures split seconds. Time is scarcely any more and therefore it is even more phenomenal when we learn of older people who can now embrace technology because many of these people never thought they would live to see a cordless phone far less a cellular phone

My Loving Granddad

Vincent P Yearwood

My loving granddad celebrates another birthday

Yet he is as young to me as when I first heard him say

Little grandchild you are beautiful and I know you’ll be

One day special, very special, you just wait and see

Very certain he would have meant it in a different way

I know however now I feel special, I’m more than okay

Now I am fortunate to spend these precious days

Getting and building up a love with granddad in many ways

God granted him seventy years and now he’s 85

Regularly he’d say, “I never thought I would be alive!”

And see my grand children as adults and now abundantly

Numerous changes in the world like a Black American with Presidency

Doesn’t have the knees to grow his lettuce garden any more

Does still burst into the old stories of how things were before

And if ever a righteous man is known by his fruit

Dad and my uncle are virtuous seeds granddad sowed that took root

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My Loving Granddad

Vincent P Yearwood

My loVing granddad celebrates another birthday

Yet he is as young to me as when I first heard him say

Little grandchild you are beautiful and I know you’ll be

One day special, very special, you just wait and see

Very certain he would have meant it in a different way

I know however now I feel special, I’m more than okay

Now I am fortunate to spend these precious days

Getting and building uP a love with granddad in many ways

God granted him seventY years and now he’s 85

Regularly he’d say, “I never thought I would be alive!”

And see my grand children as adults and now abundantly

Numerous changes in the world like a Black American with Presidency

Doesn’t have the knees to grow his lettuce garden any more

Does still burst into the old stories of how things were before

And if ever a righteous man is known by his fruit

Dad and my uncle are virtuous seeds granddad sowed that took root



 

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