A poem about: Mum sharing sandwich at wrights and…

Mum sharing sandwich at wrights and even a glass of waterMums sous chef, spending hours cubing leg of lamb for her special curryDad was our comforter when ill and even there rubbing Lucy’s back when she was in labour.He was proud of all us working hard, his tough love having paid off.Proud of his grandchildren for what they have achieved in life too. Giving him the chance to be a great grandfather too.He enjoyed going to restaurants with mum as they are both real foodies. But he also enjoyed family time although he was often centre of the family jokes, but he took the jokes well. Not always struggling to walk he once was athletic and loved to show us how he could do a handspring and taught us all how.

In Wrights, she'd share her sandwich, a simple loving act,
A glass of water by her side, her care a gentle pact.
Her sous chef hands cube lamb with precision,
For curries that spoke of her culinary vision.

Dad, a comforter when fevered clouds did hover,
Rubbing Lucy’s back through labor's fervor.
He watched with pride as we toiled and thrived,
His tough love proven, in our success, alive.

In grandchildren's eyes, he saw dreams achieved,
Great-grandfather, a legacy well-weaved.
Restaurateurs in spirit, he and Mum would dine,
Yet family laughter was his favorite wine.

Once agile on his feet, a handspring his boast,
Memories of grace, which he loved to toast.
Though center of jokes, he'd chuckle along,
His life a testament to family strong.

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In Wrights, she'd share her sandwich, a simple loving act, A glass of water by her side, her care a gentle pact. Her sous chef hands cube lamb with precision, For curries that spoke of her culinary vision. Dad, a comforter when fevered clouds did hover, Rubbing Lucy’s back through labor's fervor. He watched with pride as we toiled and thrived, His tough love proven, in our success, alive. In grandchildren's eyes, he saw dreams achieved, Great-grandfather, a legacy well-weaved. Restaurateurs in spirit, he and Mum would dine, Yet family laughter was his favorite wine. Once agile on his feet, a handspring his boast, Memories of grace, which he loved to toast. Though center of jokes, he'd chuckle along, His life a testament to family strong.