Grandpa

Grandpa

A Poem by messytessa
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My grandpa passed away on January 23 2013, just days away from his 93 birthday. I miss him everyday. Rest in peace.

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There's no one at home
I know, I know
I held your hand
I watched you go
But sometimes I forget
When the phone rings
I think your calling to ask how mom has been
When we'll visit next
If I'm okay
But I'm not fine
When we drive by that motel sign
Because sometimes death kills more
Than the person that died.

© 2013 messytessa


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They take a piece of us with them when they go, maybe it is their reminder of us, their photo on the mantelpiece, the shoe box of knickknacks full things that remind you of them?, for a moment when reading your poem "I felt your pain", time is a comforter that at least numbs it, just remember this, someone is only truly ever gone when the last person on earth forgets about them, take comfort in your memories and the special moments you shared. I intend to write a poem in the near future that describes my own theories of death, and how I believe this process is closely connected to the life cycle of the butterfly, feel free to add me as a friend because I think you may be interested to read it, God bless you and your Granddad, p.s, my own mum passed away 22nd June 2012, I understand :-), Andy.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

messytessa

11 Years Ago

Thanks so much for your reply. I am sorry about your mom. They had been telling us for over a year t.. read more
Susie Parsley

11 Years Ago

Let me share something with you that I personally know to be true, after someone passes away they ha.. read more



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They take a piece of us with them when they go, maybe it is their reminder of us, their photo on the mantelpiece, the shoe box of knickknacks full things that remind you of them?, for a moment when reading your poem "I felt your pain", time is a comforter that at least numbs it, just remember this, someone is only truly ever gone when the last person on earth forgets about them, take comfort in your memories and the special moments you shared. I intend to write a poem in the near future that describes my own theories of death, and how I believe this process is closely connected to the life cycle of the butterfly, feel free to add me as a friend because I think you may be interested to read it, God bless you and your Granddad, p.s, my own mum passed away 22nd June 2012, I understand :-), Andy.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

messytessa

11 Years Ago

Thanks so much for your reply. I am sorry about your mom. They had been telling us for over a year t.. read more
Susie Parsley

11 Years Ago

Let me share something with you that I personally know to be true, after someone passes away they ha.. read more
A sad one...and your last line is so true...Rose

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

messytessa

11 Years Ago

Thank you :)

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