Grandfather Death Poem

Now Watching Over Me

Written in memory of a grandfather who passed when his grandchild was three years old.

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Buddy

© Claudia Lee more by Claudia Lee

Published on December 2008

I am your buddy
That's what you called me
I am your buddy
And always will be

It's been a while now
Since you went away
But I still remember
Those bright summer days

Riding on your tractor
And having lots of fun
Or out in your garden
Playing in the sun

I was your little shadow
On this we both agree
But you went away
When I was only three

Still I am your buddy
And always will be
You are my Peepaw
Now watching over me

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