Feeling guilty now.
Never got to know my father's Father.
And now he lays with grim reaper stalking,
Haunting, woefully taunting.
I wish I could have done more.
Had one more day, chance, conversation.
If only.
Lord be kind to ones you call home.
And to the ones who bear the aftermath.
Let him go in peace, and his memory soar.
I just wish I could have
Done more.