Grandpa

Probably literally one of the first poems I ever wrote.

Watching grains slide away
Nothing to do day to day
So many tears left to cry
As the flowers start to die
We parted so quickly in spring
It dulls the colors fall will bring
So many things I wanted to say
New things to show you everyday
You went somewhere else then
To once again become great among men

Reviews

[Willowtree]

well written, it's very sweet. great job:)

[Patricia B. Hepler]

Beautiful tribute. ~ pat