POCKET WATCH AND CHAIN

Words of wisdom
I sit in the Town Square
Grandfather and friends
Cloth Caps everyone.

Shipyard stories
Sweat and anger
Of the working class
Polished boots,White shirt and tie.

History written across there face
Pocket watch on a chain
I look at him with so much pride
Brothers lost in war.

Mothers tears,hearts would break
On Sunday,heads bowed we Pray
Those hero's passed away
I look at him,asleep in his chair.

I take his glasses from his face
Building ships was his trade
But I believed he was a Captain,
Sailing on the wave.

When I tell Mother
He was my hero
It brings a smile to her face.