Grandfather Death Poem

He was my life
He was my soul
He was my grandfather who had to go
He was ill with no cure
Who’s heart gave up and wasn’t sure
Why he left me in this world
With no one to talk to
Not even to hold
Now that he’s gone
I sit here and cry
Waiting for him to say my last goodbye
I want him to know
I'll be alright
That one day I'll be by his side
Day by day
Year by year
I lived it like he were still here
With a smile on my face
I kiss his picture and put it in place
R.I.P by Jessica @FamilyFriendPoems

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