On April the first, two thousand and ten,
Was the day that God brought me Pop's little man;
And the pride in my heart that was locked up inside,
Had suddenly brought tears of joy to my eyes.
I watched him each day as he grew by the pound,
Wished in my heart I could have him around;
But CFB Shilo is now where he lives,
His mom and dad share the joy that he gives.
He's a dear little boy with a beautiful smile,
That can only be captured on the face of a child;
And each day he's growin' just as fast as he can,
And I'll always love him 'cause he's Pop's little man.
I see him on Skype, sometimes night after night,
And long in my heart just to hold him so tight;
He came to see Pop at Christmas this year,
They had him decked out in his Maple Leaf gear.
Now my heart filled with pride when I saw my grandson,
And Caleb, my boy, you're Pop's special one;
The days are so short now, and the nights seem so long,
Pop's got some time to sit and write you a song.
Now he's everything that money can't buy,
And there's no dollar value on Pop's pride and joy;
So keep that big smile on your face when you can,
'Cause here in my heart you're still Pop's little man.
SPOKEN:
Yes, here in my heart you're still Pop's little man.