You are one of the most inspirational men I know,
Somewhat famous for you beard, as white as snow.
A Savy business man, a salty sailor, the beloved son of a talented tailor.
You taught me that broccoli stems are gross,
And engines aren't so bad,
When times get tough, it's all about what a good time you had.
Exploring the islands with sereki mai, then elbows covered in grease, or floating in the shallows at Navini, completely at peace.
Windswept days at Torquay, finding penguins on the beach.
Christmases near the fireplace, family members making a speech.
Easter in the garden, dogs and kids running crazy,
Reading a good book, or having a snooze, things start to get hazy,
You can't sum up a life in a short moment,
But I can tell it is filled with enjoyment.
Grandpa you may not feel the best, but now it's your turn to rest.
I wish I was there to massage your feet,
And my jet ski you could meet.
But for now know that I love you, and your always in my thoughts,
And ill treasure the many things, that by you, I have been taught.
