The Good Place Above

by sam   Aug 4, 2005


His happy smile turned into a frown,
after he got up and fell to the ground,
we all wondered what happened but he wouldn't say,
this cant be happing it not even may,
i never seen my dad cry,
but its all because my Jocko died,
my bother was chilling just raking the yard,
when he found out it was just to hard,
the service was Friday April 23 at 12:30 pm,
i didn't want to go cause i knew i wouldn't see him,
i walked in there seeing everyones face,
and i told myself i didn't want to be at this place,
when the song amazing grace came on,
it made me realize he was really gone,
i saw my grandma sitting there crying,
probably wishing she was dieing,
it hert me so bad i lost my grandpa with love,
at least hes gone to the good place above,
the angles appeared right out of the sky,
they came and took him all because he died,

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