When you do something wrong
And you do not know where to turn
you can always come to grandpa .
Do not worry about how you are to speak
Or what you are to say .
Just talk to me .
I listen to you .
Keep talking to me and keep your head up
And your eyes fixed on me
Then I will talk to you
If you listen you will learn from your mistakes
Your grandpa's eyes
Will be silent tongues of love .
The sweets of love are mixed with tears .
To love you is an education you see .
One thing that grandpa has to help you
Is an eraser .
After talking to grandpa
Your day will be better .
Grandpa will always have his eraser
To help you get over your hurt .
By Brock
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