Grandfather

This poem was written in loving memory of the grandfather I never knew.

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Mom miss you so much take me with you. I can't even put in words how much I'm hurting. This poem exactly how I feel

Watch Over Me

Published by Family Friend Poems May 2008 with permission of the Author.

Never got to hear your voice
To your picture I now clutch
Knowing it was not your choice

Everyday I wonder how different it would be
To see you here on Earth laughing and playing with me
You were a lover of Hank Williams, guitar, voice and all
Passed that passion on to me, addicted to his southern drawl

As I grow older, I see you everywhere
The places I go
The traits we share
And even in the stars glow

As I lay here gazing into the blue
I wonder if you keep a closed eye
Protect me in everything I do

You are there now, in eternal elation
No more wrinkles in your brow,
Just like a worry-free vacation
And with your blessing, God might allow

I wish I could've felt your touch,
I wish I could've heard your voice,
Cause now I miss you very much
To your loving spirit I sing and rejoice

I love you grandpa and always keep a light
For your curious heart watching in the night
Until we meet, adieu, adieu
Until we meet

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