There once was a man named Bill,
Whose laughter could give you a thrill.
With a smile so bright,
He’d light up the night,
And his kindness, it never stood still.
Written in response to today’s word of the day challenge!
13 responses to “An ode to my grandad Bill”
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Good morning, Carol, have a great day.
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I wish you a wonderful week ahead Tangie! Xo
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A beautiful tribute
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My pleasure
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This has a limerick feel to its light and fun flow. Well done.
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Awww what a beautiful ode. 🥹
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You’re welcome
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