Vol.2..Norwegian Farmer’s Son..July 25th

July 25th………..POEM – “Russell Lupines For Russ” Created by N. Elliott Noorlun on 8/22/21

When our children were tiny, After Dad had died,

I wanted a colorful way,

For them to remember their Grandpa Russ,

Who had lived before their day.

Numerous times each year, On our way to Dad’s grave,

We’d stop along back country roads,

To pick “Russell Lupines” for Grandpa Russ,

We’d gather in loving arm loads.

And when we’d arrive, At the graveyard each time,

To decorate my daddy’s “place”,

Our little ones just could not quite grasp,

As bewilderment flooded their face.

Too tiny to comprehend what death is,

That Dad’s “rest” was beneath our feet,

Our darlings would wave and begin to call out,

To elders nearby they would greet.

“HI GRANDPA RUSSELL”!!!! , As they’d wave at a man,

Who stood at a distance from us.

So innocent they were, And true of heart,

We never did make any fuss.

Only one of our five, Ever met my dear dad,

Just a toddler when God called Dad to “Glory”.

Russell Lupines for Russ, Was our way to convey,

Dad’s memory and share his life story.