My Grandad’s Bible
Small, old bible, black and
plain,
In my care, now, to remain
Forever, a family treasure,
So special, beyond all measure.
A neat, handwritten note inside,
A prayer for God to be his guide
Where ever this war bids him roam
And faith to bring him safely
home.
George’s birthday,
nineteen-eighteen,
Still in France, or had he been?
Now aged twenty and just a lad,
Long before he was my Grandad.
Pamela Winning 2013
