Isaiah brought this home from school yesterday. I can't remember what they call this type of poem, but he chose to write about his Papaw (who else!?) They are tight! Best Pal is what they call each other. Here's how his poem goes.Papaw
Loving, peaceful
Fishing, joking, caring
I love my Papaw
Grandpa
He drew a picture of Papaw in his house, see the recliner off to the left. He even drew in the lever that puts your legs up!
1 comment:
I love it! And thanks for pointing out the recliner and the lever. Such detail.
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