Popa's Poem

by Yvette Gibson   May 12, 2006


Today isn\'t any day
to hold your head up high
because just a few days ago
my dear grandpa had died.

but just because he\'s gone
doean\'t mean you have to be sad
he wouldn\'t ahevwanted that
as a grandpa or as a dad.

when i was about six
he would drive around in his car
and he said someday i\'d drive him around
and he\'d take me to the bar

but now that he\'s gone
doesn\'t mean he won\'t be there to driive
because even though his gone
in my heart he stays alive.

we\'d go to the park
and watch the waterfall\'s
we\'d walk up jacub\'s ladder
and he\'d catch me when i fall

if you were mad
or having a bad day
grandpa would always be there
to make it go away.

he\'d have a speical smile
that told you everything was fine
and that smile sticks with me
in my heart and in my mind.

i hope you watch out

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