My Three Grand Sons
I know three little boys,
who would like some toys
this year grandpa is to poor
i would like to buy you more
but saying i love you all
Tyler, Nick, and Parker
i know your getting tall
wish i could be there
growing up to fast,
your child hood won't last
this poem is my gift to you
it was the only thing i could do.
poem by Jim Foulk
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