I can’t believe February 19th marked fifteen years since my beloved Grandad passed away. I still haven’t gotten over it, and still cry all these years later. He was taken too soon… I’m no poet (and certainly don’t claim to be!), but this is for the most wonderful man I have ever known.
It’s hard to believe how much time had flown by,
I had no idea that your time was nigh.
The guilt I carry has struck me to the core,
I wish I had the chance to see you once more.
I’ll never forget that fateful day,
A call to tell me you had gone away.
Why did you go Grandad? I wasn’t ready,
You were the one who held the family firm and steady.
Personality and kindness; your light shone bright
Your death came as a shock, you had lost the fight.
I flew to Jamaica, hoping it wasn’t true,
But it was, and there was nothing I could do.
I saw you for the last time, laying there, still
I love and miss you Grandad, forever, I always will.
❤
