Saturday, March 2, 2019

Grandpa

If you knew me now
What would you say
Inside my mind
You never went away
Faded stills of you
Forever stay
Untouched heartbeats
The toils of yesterday
And of my father
Unrooted, felled
Learning broken
Grandpa, you taught him well
Would you kiss my cheek
Be proud of me
For words I write
These words that help me heal
Would you remember
The little girl
Quiet and shy
You mattered in her world
A river of tears
Unbridged, lost ways
I would choose you
To meet again one day
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