Grandpa

by tori   Mar 9, 2007


He lay there motionless
in his bed
this is the thing we have
all come to dread.

to see him so lifeless
is so hard to stand.
in the background i could
vaguely hear the band.

the room is suddenly quiet.
i looked around as everyone wept
i remembered the old man's kitchen i had
just recently swept.

i went up to the microphone to say my final
goodbyes to the sweet old man
as i began to cry.

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