Being everyone’s best friend was
his game.
Whether big or small,
‘Grandpa Big Boy’ he was to all.
He had dinner plates for his feet,
He was the sweetest giant you’d
ever meet.
All he ever needed was a treat
And he’d stand on his head, now
that was a feat.
Cookies, carrots, num-nums galore,
You’d eat them and eat them and
then eat some more.
Vaulting was your favorite sport,
You loved all the kids, even the
ones who were just
too short.
You were patient and gentle to
those in need,
Except on the trail when you
weren’t in the lead.
You were gorgeous with your
feathers a-flair,
With your head held high in the air,
That your mere presence would steal
the show.
You were very special and everyone
knew,
That we were all blessed to have
known you.