My poor Grandfather
By Riceman
This is a true story about my grandfather. He was the best thing I ever had, Everytime I went home he'd be there waiting to give me a hug. He was the nicest person I knew, especially since I was only 5. I loved him so much. Even though he has passed away for a while, I can't keep mourning about him. At least now he is in a happier place, While we sit here waiting to die. He never got to see me grow up into a teenager, Never saw me change, he just had to pass away. He was my one and only grandfather, my poor old grandfather. I really miss him....... Written March 14th, 2002 © on Mar 13 2002 03:21 PM PST 0 • 1
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