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Aug 2019
I'm grandad, the man who gets joy
From the two little girls, and one little boy,
Their faces a reminder of all that I love,
Their laughter, their smiles, make me thank god above.
Their mother, my daughter, she makes me feel proud,
She has her struggles but stands in the crowd,
Despite her demons, she fights for whats good
And pushes behind her the bad things she should
Her futures much brighter without the blight
The decision to move on was perfectly right
So now I look on with that element of fear
But will fight for my loved ones, those that I hold dear
And will protect them forever, whatever the cost
Putting behind me, the years that were lost,
So onward and upward is the way to go,
Not wasting more time on that man we both know.
Written by
Rup  M/Cambs
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