many sides to Rosey

14,681 poems read

They called him Happy
Happy Stroud

I rarely saw a frown
Upon Pap's face
For he was always smiling,
Talking, teasing, and hugging

His kindness and generosity
Had drawn people to him
His education, his wisdom
Has earned him a great deal of respect

And he was always happy,
Happy Stroud

I was his granddaughter,
His favorite one
We shared many things,
Including our interests

Of education, of words,
Of puzzles and of poetry
As well as sharing our lives
And talking about them

Our blue eyes smiled
With knowledge and understanding,
Our sense of humor
Made people laugh around us

Yet there was one big difference
In our personalities,
Making each of us
Our own individual

He was always happy,
Happy Stroud

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