Grandpa...

This was for my Lolo (grandfather), after he passed away

Here my two feet stand firmly on the ground.
Gazing up before me while the birds go flying 'round.
Which help to tell and remind me of where you are right now.
Prayer is our only connection, from what God will allow.
12:10 pm was just about when I got the sudden news.
Be a man and take it in. Or cry. What should I choose?
All our tears will flow. It's inevitability at hand.
Why the strong must pass away is what I don't understand.
When is a man or a woman themselves, when someone so close is gone?
Never, because a piece of them, inside of us, they had to take along.
Close our eyes and remember when we were so much younger
We took your presence for granted then. Now it's all we ever hunger.
Almost like holding sand, our sorrows will pass in time.
But with the fact of missing you - words cannot describe and rhyme.
As a kid joy for me was when we'd go to 7-11.
Now true joy lies in me knowing you're with lola up in heaven.
But still I cling too hard on things of past.
Even though I'm fully aware they'll never last.
Turned on lamps reveal pictures of you.
Melting back in time and wishing those memories were new.
Those happy, golden days always seemed so loud.
You're past the realm of life, and life has us under dark clouds.
To respect your passing I must be strong,
And give regards to how you fought to live so long.
These tears must stop. The pillow in my face I musn't smother
Please just watch over us tatang. Lolo. My grandfather.
I love you. I miss you.
 

Reviews

[Kayla]

Wow!! What a beautiful poem!! The emotion is intense!! I think I can understand how you feel because I have never lost a grandparent but I have lost someone who was very close to me (you can read about her in my poem "A Beautiful Woman". Lovely write!!!