In Memory of My GrandPa

Ah grandpa, what a reminiscing term.  By the time I write this it have been months since you left. How I remember you, a jolly old fellow that fights to be restricted. You fight to be restricted by the stereotypes of old age. Even when stricken with disease do you stand tall, be strong, and stay active while others would probably seclude themselves.

As a child I’ve followed you everywhere. Silently I stand,