How can such a great man die of no cause,
A community which cherished his heart,
He gave only from what God told him to give,
Which was his love for his family,
He died not of gods decision but of his own,
He gave all he ever wanted to give, Then told god he loved him,
Then my nightmares of him never laughing again,
Slapped me in the face with no chance of sorry,
Why must he go with no decision to go,
I only wish to see him again one day,
Always in my thoughts as i cry,
Always i my dreams of laughter of being in his arms again,
I haven't been with my grandfather for 4 years,
But as i write this poem i am once again i touch with his wide open arms.
