Grandfather Death Poem
I wrote this after my great grandpa died and I just really like it.
Rusty
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Chelsie
Tinkering with old gadgets,
Riding on that old tractor,
You lived to be outside,
Under that big blue sky,
Then one day you fell,
And bumped your head,
You were still alive,
But not all there,
You wanted to go outside,
You might hit your head,
They let you go,
You hit your head,
You went to the nursing home,
You were stuck inside,
You couldn’t see the sky,
Then you died in your sleep,
At that nursing home,
Where you couldn’t see,
That big blue sky,
Now you’re in that sky,
You loved to see.
Riding on that old tractor,
You lived to be outside,
Under that big blue sky,
Then one day you fell,
And bumped your head,
You were still alive,
But not all there,
You wanted to go outside,
You might hit your head,
They let you go,
You hit your head,
You went to the nursing home,
You were stuck inside,
You couldn’t see the sky,
Then you died in your sleep,
At that nursing home,
Where you couldn’t see,
That big blue sky,
Now you’re in that sky,
You loved to see.
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Serena Wallen, CA Submitted Aug 2011
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