The man was speechless,
but his eyes sparkled for the first time in months,
when his two year-old grandson
gently placed his hand on top of his.
Too young to understand the withering effect of cancer,
he told Granddad not to worry, everything would be fine.
Maybe he realised something much deeper
than the adults gathered around him,
who were all in tears for both the man;
who died later that night,
and the young boy
who slept like an angel, later that night.
Childlike
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Aw! the innocence, love and wisdom of pure souls displayed in this
beautiful poem.
That’s children for you…
beautiful.
It was a long time ago and my son is now a man, but at the time…