I see love and I see something new
Joy in Opa’s heart as he set eyes on you
Eleanor, he held your hand to kindy cue
Tanya, he saw your sugar speech, grade 2
Joshua, he did see the “supervisor” in you!
The girls one Christmas pushing prams with glee
Joshua, helping Opa trim the orange tree
River swims with Rex carrying sticks there and back
Opa walking hand in hand along the track
Lush roast dinners with moths upon the deck
Little dresses sway to music of Austrian dialect
Camping on Opa’s land, remember the family tent?
Sitting by the warm fire, how fast the time went
Little fingers picking nuts and fruit of four kind
Opa’s shadow overseeing the treasured find
Joshua hammering rocks, girls making potpourri
I can hear your Opa’s words saying, “Don’t you worry”.
Christmas star search and clanging spoons
Confetti sprinkled and birthday balloons
Year after year, Opa kept filling the wheelbarrow
Until God said, “Come home my little sparrow”.
Opa wept at the thought of leaving your side
You are forever his grandchildren, his joy and his pride.