{"line1":"I smelled a pipe yesterday","line2":"and wondered if you traveled with the wind.","line3":"I remembered your flappy hands","line4":"and rippling folds of soft dark skin.","line5":"Your chuckle and suck","line6":"between rings of smoke.","line7":"\"Hey boss\" you always used to say","line8":"making everyone feel big.","line9":"But no one was as grand as you.","line10":"Your glasses were three sizes too big","line11":"for your narrow, sallow face,","line12":"especially near the end.","line13":"But how their dark amber rims","line14":"magnified your soft oval eyes.","line15":"And always made me feel","line16":"like I was the center of the world","line17":"every time you gazed upon me.","line18":"Your pipe's part of the reason","line19":"you're no longer here.","line20":"But its rings will forever surround me","line21":"","line22":"like scented wind.","seoTitle":"Grampa — An Elegy of Smoke, Memory, and Love","seoDescription":"A tender poem about a grandfather remembered through pipe smoke, oversized glasses, and unconditional warmth — by Pemba Umoja.","keywords":"grampa poem, grandfather elegy, pipe smoke poetry, memory poem, Pemba Umoja poetry, elegiac verse"}