My dearest bompa whom I never knew, I think about you often & know I love you too . Your picture hung around & your Face I had always seen , but I never took time to reflect until you came to my dreams. I felt your spirit telling me that you’ll be watching from above & though we’ve never met I’ll be surrounded by your love . You married at a young age & had two children of your own , it pains me so to know that you’d never see them grown . A young man full of dreams with the world at his feet , was given such a cruel fate & a life left incomplete . I asked myself how this could happen & then it came to mind , heaven needed a new angel & you were the perfect find ! You suffered in your last years but your legacy is a rock , your name is not forgotten & I am proud to be a “ De Bock”! So Rest In Peace sweet bompa and until the day we meet , I’ll think about you often and your picture I shall keep .
A poem about my grandfather ( bompa) who got Lou gherics disease at the age of 26 and passed away at only 30 years old in Beveren Waas Belgium