Hello & Goodbye Granddad

I was just a few months old 

When my granddad passed away.

We could have shared a million words

Which we never got to say.

A baby in his arms 

He held me tenderly.

My father wished i'd met him 

But it was never meant to be.

A baby grandson can't recall 

His fathers grief and pain.

Thank you for the photos

The stories all remain.

He was only in his 40s

When my treasured granddad left. 

That baby still remembers

Though we never really met.

Reviews

[L.P. Hawkins]

This is a good tale and a great idea. The meter is good and it holds its flow. My only issue:
Stanza 2: Your grandfather holds you as a babe and then it's stated your father wishes you met him--that's a technical contradiction which carries on again in the finale. I understand that was not exactly how you wanted the term "met" to be identified but it snapped me out of the moment. I wish there was a better term other than "met", "meet" that would nicely fit.