This poem is in loving memory of Ivan Ramsay...
~...my grandpa...

Just one look into your eyes
one look and I\'m crying...

I loved you lots, of this i know
But now a smile is hard to show...

You make me feel like i haven't felt in a while .
You make me laugh, you gave me back my smile...

As days turn into years
My face still cold from tears...

I'm numb, I'm shaking, I'm cold.
i want to scream i miss you...

Summers sweet touch, will never be the same.
Indeed there will be good times, and the past will...

It's over.
it's really over...

Pathetic.
Thats what they're calling me...

I keep on looking at you
you know what to me you do...

Come back to me...
because I'm still alone...

Have you ever stopped to think
How lonely you've made me...