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GRAND PAS BEARD

GRANDPAS BEARD WAS ROUGH AND TOUGH:
HE WOULD HUG YOU AND SCRATCH YOU AND YOU WOULD SAY ENOUGH:
HE DIDNT SHAVE OFTEN AT ALL:
ESPECIALLY WHEN IT STARTED GETTING COLD IN THE FALL:

GRANDPAS BEARD WOULD SCRATCH YOUR CHEEKS:
EVERYONE THAT HE WOULD GREET:
GRANDPA ONLY SHAVED ONCE IN AWHILE:
I'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER HIS GENTLE MANNERED SMILE:

I THINK HE LOVED TO HUG US AND SCRATCH US WITH HIS BEARD:
BECAUSE HE KNEW THE BEARD WE FEARED:
HE MADE US LAUGH AND GIGGLE WHEN WE WOULD USH AWAY:
GRANDPA YOUR SCRATCHING MY FACE WE WOULD ALWAYS SAY:

HE WOULD JUST SMILE AND RUN HIS HAND OVER HIS ROUGH BEARDED CHEEK:
WE KNEW HOW HE LOVED TO HUG US KIDS WHEN WE WOULD GREET:
GRANDPA WOULD SMILE WITH SO MUCH EASE;
ALL US GRAND KIDS HE LOVED TO PLEASE:

NOV 2005:
JOHN D. JUNGERS


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