Grandfather Death Poem

Poem About Grandpa Being A Friend

I wrote this a few years back in the memory of my Grandpa. We were really close, I was sleeping in his hospital bed with him while he died...

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my grandad died last Thursday and it broke my heart he wasn't 72 he was 65 and I'm only 11, he died of cancer (something to do with his digestion) and he left a trail of broken hearts behind...

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My Best Friend

© Brianna Baker

Published on April 2010

He was my Grandpa
He was 72
And I was 11
He was my Grandpa
He was old and wise
And I was young and still learning
One day he got sick with cancer
I had hoped he would survive
He was my Grandpa
I was with him every day
He was my Grandpa
I was there with him when he left
He was my Grandpa
But even more he was my Best Friend.

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  • by Rose, Bristol
  • 5 years ago

my grandad died last Thursday and it broke my heart he wasn't 72 he was 65 and I'm only 11, he died of cancer (something to do with his digestion) and he left a trail of broken hearts behind him and one of them was mine. I love you grandad!!!

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