Catch and Release

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before i start... what happened to the apostrophes?  

Dad[']s tackle box like the metaphor here.
was a metal first aid kit
from the second world war. 'world war two' establishes better rhythm, i think.

Its bumps reminded me
of my grandfather[']s skin;
coarse and uneven, but warm and familiar. this stanza is a bit unimaginative. boring.

He was a medic 
in the North African campaign 
before getting shipped back to Canada[,] 
with a bullet in his leg. interesting event. not enough detail.

His limp brought a humble grace to his gait, 
and his face bore the smile of a condemned man line break here does't make sense to me. 'a condemned man set free' strikes me as a better ending line. also, why was he condemned? for being a wwii vet?--confusing. if so, you could add an adjective like 'withered' in front of smile.
set free.

i like this poem. maybe it has personal meaning to you, but to a reader it comes off as a bit... boring. i liked the tackle box metaphor, but other than that, you state things pretty plainly. this could be about any vet who got shipped back home... what makes this granddaddy different? i think you could go more in depth about how the war affected him and his family, and you would have a much more interesting poem. however, i do like the way you say things here: to the point, and clearly.

good luck if you intend to edit this! hopefully i made some points worth thinking about...

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