What Grandpa Knows

Impossible to describe, the feeling when you were born,

A connection like no other, to be sustained beyond the fiercest storm.

Before you ever spoke a word, I knew what I would see,

I could sense a kindred spirit that will always live on in me.

For some we are Grandfather, Papa, or Grandpa, whatever provides us esteem,

I once knew a man whose Grandpa preferred it simple, he was always just “Gene”.

My Grandfather did not live close, we did not see each other everyday,

As time passed I realized he was always with me in so many a way.

I never understood this bond I could not describe,

The moment you were born, God created new wisdom that remains with me inside.

It’s as if God said, “Here is a gift like you have never seen”,

I give you a grandchild, and a chance to amend and redeem.

Even though I may not see you everyday, once a week, or even for a year,

There is something I must tell you my child, so you hear me very clear.

If you fall from a mountain, become lost in a valley, or if you should chart a sea,

What Grandpa knows, my spirit is always with you, you gave new life and love unconditionally.

Michael Patrick Conway

The Power of Surrender Series

Copyright 2006