Vincent, you're such an incredible lad, <br />Remember our vacations...In ole' Mexico, <br />The Cattlemans'Restaurant, cheese cake to go. <br />The mountains of Germany, Italys' lake, <br />Largo Di Gardo, mountains streams roaring so. <br />The desert in Texas, visiting Fort Bliss, <br />These are the memories, the things that I miss. <br />Disneys' magic, <br />Fun in the yard, <br />The spill that you took, riding your quad. <br />Sitting we me on the dock, bass fishing, <br />These are the things, Poppy is missing. <br /> <br />Playing with X-Box, PSP too, <br />Bowling on WII, just talking with you. <br />Teaching you notes on your favorite guitar, <br />I keep these memories close, <br />So you're really never far. <br /> <br />Writing your stories, collecting comic books, <br />Tall lean and lanky, with really great looks. <br />Bright teeth, clear eyes, you've grown like a tree, <br />You're a special grandson, <br />To Nanny and Me.<br /><br />Philip Lore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-first-grandson-vincent/
