That one night

I remember that day
he begged me to stay
but i went away for only a day
the following night
he saw a shiny light coming his way
he looked at it while he patiently waited
my phone rang and i answered the call
"something has happened to your grandpa!"
tears dropped down to the floor
i was screaming and crying i said "please don't tell me more"
i ask myself all the time "why do we live to die"
it has been a year since my grandpa's death
but his soul is in my heart as if he never left