Grandpa fell down again,
His heart is too weak to catch up
I'm afraid he'll be leaving soon
His time...is almost up.
He's in the hospital again
Maybe for the last time,
...I don't think he'll be coming home.
Lord, you can't take him yet...not now, why?
Day after day spent there
...In the waiting room down the hall,
After so long, we thought we'd return home
Then we received the call
"Grandpa's not doing so well, Don
He informed my dad
\"You'd better get back here to the hospital, quick
I think this is it...It's gotten pretty bad
\"Get in the car guys, Grandpa's close."
My father calls to us in our sleep
\"Get up, get dressed, we're leaving."
Everyone was up and out without a peep
Driving down the streets,
So very late into the night...
We're almost to the hospital,
The parking garage in sight.
Out of the car and up to his room,
Walk in only to see him at his worst...
I can't believe this is really happening
\"Do you think he'll pull through?" I asked the nurse.
Even though I know now
Holding on isn't an option anymore...
I still had that one ounce of hope
As I cried and kept my focus on the floor.
\"I love you, Grandpa," I mumble in fear...
\"You'll make it through...
...You're a fighter, you can beat this...
...I know you have it in you..."
Grandma's lying next to you, Grandpa
Can you feel her lying there?
She wants you to know she loves you,
And your life, hopefully God will spare
She wants one last kiss, Grandpa
We think you're going now
...You aren't really responding at all,
The curtains are slowly closing...
Take your final bow, but please don't fall
...Don't leave us, Grandpa...
We love you so much, you know that
It\'s alright, don\'t be afraid...
You won\'t have to suffer anymore?
..No more unbearable pain...
But Grandpa, please don't go away...
I know it's not your willful choice,
But it's so hard when it's been so long..
Since I've heard your warm, cheerful voice...
I don't know if I can take this..
I just realized that "forever" is real,
Once you're gone you're never coming back..
If I'm this upset, I can't begin to imagine how you feel...
Grandpa, can you feel me?
That's me squeezing your hand...
I hope you know I love you so..
And that Ill never meet a greater man.
The monitor says your breathless, Grandpa...
You aren't breathing anymore?
Your heart-rate is dropping slowly,
It's fallen to fourty-four...
This isn't good ,Grandpa.
When I look at the monitor on the top
There's no more spiking in the lines,
And the lines, they just ..stopped..
That line was your heart rate, Grandpa...
It's got no more motion left now...
About one minute ago, it read "0"...
Why'd this have to happen...why now?
Grandpa, you're gone away now...
I know you can't hear me but I miss you so...
You'll always be with me in my heart,
And everywhere I ever go.
My Grandfather, his love like the wind...
Unseen but surely felt and strongly known,
The most wonderful man I ever met...
Grandpa, I love and miss you so....
IN LOVING MEMORY OF VINCENT FRANCIS STORMS
I LOVE YOU GRANDPA...RIP Nov. 24, 1916 - Dec. 20, 2005
