Steele

Some memories hurt
when they're from the past.
We really don't mind so long as they last.
My grandson was an angel,
cute as can be.
He has mommy's looks,
but daddys' brains is the key.
Tho his life was short,
it was full of love.
His spirt now,
flies with the dove.
Someday I will see him again,
but until then,
I will keep him in my heart within.
So whats the big scoop
behind this big deal?
He's my grandson,
and his name is Steele.