memorial

Oh, grandpa
I miss you
You know
that
But
I
need to
say
it
I miss
newborn
colts
in
spring
chasing me through
rolling fields
and raising
runts
from a
litter
of pigs
that would
sneak
out
during
a
bridge
party
my
Mom
your
daughter
was
hosting
and feast on
finger
sandwiches
But
most of
all
I miss
your smell
and
seeing
myself
in you.