Grandpa

When I was a child, I used to dream, That my prince charming was on his was to rescue me, But as I got older, I realizied that my dreams would never come true. But I still believed that as long as I had my family, Especially my Grandfather, That Everything would come out alright. But when he died, I felt lost, Like an empty shell of a human being, I felt nothing. I even refused to let those's who were left, Out of the people I loved, Near me at all. I didn't want to feel, I didn't want to realize that the man who gave me strength, Was dead. A man whom I loved with all my heart, Who never protected me, But helped me face all of my battles, Was gone. My whole world as I knew it was disapperaing. I knew that I lost one of the greatest men whom I have ever met. A man who was strong, A man who would never hide the truth, A man who would hold me in his arms, And hug me And tell me what I needed to hear, Not what I wanted to hear. He may not have been perfect, Heaven knows I make him sound as if he was, But he wasn't. He was human, To error is human, And boy did he ever. The man could be stubborn, crul, and pig headed. But how I miss him. And I pray every day, Just to have one more day with him. To hug him and thank him for all he had done. The man was human, But in my eyes, I saw him as some kind of God. And I have only just realized that the best was to thank him, Is to keep his memory a live, And think of him always. I ask all of you who still have their Grandfathers, Not to wait till it's too late to thank them, And give them all your love, For you just don't know when your going to lose them. So love them today, For you really don't know what tomorrow holds for you. Written December 29th, 2001 © on Dec 29 2001 05:43 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1