To My Grandpa

Grandpa, everything you have done for me, will always be cherished you see. I remember the talks, those park walks. I remember the time you sat me on your lap, and handed me your baseball cap. You were everything to me; you molded me to how i should soon be.Then there was that frightful day, the day you were bed ridden away.You see...you were sick. I though it was a STUPID trick! You gradually became worse, deep down i felt like i should curse. I came and visited you, some days when i was blue.You looked so nice... you only spoke twice. You told me, "you are my shining star." and, "I watched you from afar. I'm not getting any better, the days seem to be getting wetter with every hurt-filled tear gliding down your face. You should never be here at this place." I broke down crying..."Grandpa, you cant be dying!!!" You gave me one last glance, I didn't even have a chance. For more words could not be said, because 2 days later you were dead. I miss you Grandpa; I am in the dark. I wish we were back in the park. I just visited your headstone, i felt like i needed to be alone. I spoke to you about whats happening today, I wish you weren't so far away. I will always have a deep love for you... and this i say is true...My life would not be right, if it wasn't for that night. All these memories have came back to me; I'm letting all the anger free. I am going on with my life, I can;t be stuck back in that strife.

I wrote this poem a while ago. My grandpa died when i was 8. He was not only my grandpa, he was my hero and my best friend.