Tell me one thing; why?
Why did you take him from me?
Why didn't you let
Me say goodbye?
I've sat up crying all day,
Trying to put the pieces
Back together.
I still can't think straight,
I still can't remember
My purpose.
Why did you take him
From me forever?
I know he's not
Suffering anymore,
And he has no more pain,
But I wasn't ready to let him go.
I wasn't ready to drown
In my own tears.
I just want one last hello.
I want to see his smile
One last time,
Before I get carried away.
I want to hear his laugh,
Feel his hugs,
Tell him everything I
Have to say.
I want my Grandpa back.
Why did you take him from me?
My mind is only slowly
Working on half track.
I am at a loss for words,
And it feels like he's
Still here with me.
I can't believe he's gone.
I love you Grandpa,
You will be missed.
Your suffering soul is free.
Robert Leonard Smith
December 29, 1934-January 21, 2011
Gone, but never forgotten.
I love and miss you Grandpa.<33