Please Pray.. Grandpa is dying

by Nae   Mar 22, 2005


I may not believe anymore,
but I still believe in the power of prayer.

My grandpa is dying,
him and I were just getting close.
They don't think he has long,
maybe a month or more.

I wish he could stay,
I want him here.
Maybe he and my dad
can get along in heaven or hell,
whereever each belongs.

My uncle is also dying,
him and I don't really get along.
But I still love him
and need him.

Him and Grandpa and Dad can
all have a party.
How nice it would be for them
to have fun.

Why are all the daddys
leaving?
I need them all.
I need them here
and people think my lifes easy.

Well now you see its not.
Death comes in threes to me.

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