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Even when I was to big, I sat on his knee. And listened as he sang, sang his old songs to me. Songs id never heard of, if he hadent repeated them everyday. I used to sing them with him, it used to be okay. He drove me everywhere, Anywhere we needed to be. He bought us the stuff we needed, but mostly the stuff we didnt.see He was the dad I didnt always have, the guy who went to every game. And grinned and nodded, to the future I said id have; full of my fame. you see One day, when I was staying overnight. My mom was out of town, and darkness had stolen the light. It was a rainy, windy night. And the news flashed of tornado's, but grandpa new what to do. oh grandpa Opened all the windows, And we threw open the door. I really didnt think this was right, but id never done it before. I was sobbing, breaking down with tears But he scolded me, and hushed my fears. It was a long scary night, and until I was asleep all I could think of was fright. Nothing bad happened, but I had been a little mean In my fear and worry, of the scary scene that night Id yelled about how grampa was wrong, as he watched the news he was just singing a song All wrong! But we made it through that storm, cause grandpa kept us safe, but nows hes left me here, and I still fear. The storm; my life still rages on, and now hes not beside me, hes gone I cant make it without him, not in this place, Not in this storm, Ill fall from grace. I cant stand up, all by myself, Im not ready to walk alone, I need his help, please guide me I need his eyes on my back, His smile warm, his eyes proud. I need him to talk to me, out loud and tell me hes here. I love you When I fall, off of my bike, I need him to help me up, put me back on And say, good try Lets do it again He cant though, he had to die What if I fall? Will I just crawl on, low in life? I need you grandpa, I cant do it alone. I wanna call you on the telephone "Grandpa I love you" But "Hes not here dear, hes gone." I gotta send you my letter, Cause grandpa, I love you. You gotta know I do, I want to hold you to me, never let you cease to be. But I let you go. And your gone, you left me Past the point of no return. |
This is beautiful. I hope to have a tribute like this from someone when my number is up.| Posted on 2008-10-20 00:00:00 | by Immortalis | [ Reply to This ] | A lovely poem , am sure he would have loved it | | Posted on 2008-10-19 00:00:00 | by Squall Leon Hea | [ Reply to This ] | |