A poem for Grandpa

A few weeks ago I had a mild heart attack,
while I was in the hospital my granddaughter
wrote a poem for me and I had debated with
myself weather to post it, but I just read it again,
and again I was moved by it so here it is,
but remember I'm bias.


What I see in grandpa
is someone really nice
and a really smart person.
Also I see a hard worker.
He is always there for me,
brain, and Beba. He is helpful
to the whole family. he actually
helped the country because
he used to work in the armey
but, he retired. Now he works
as a doorman he is still helpful
He writes great poetry. He
made us bank account for our
money too.He is a good man

Isabelle Pacis, 8 years old

(I typed it Just as she wrote it.)