Dear Grandfather,
On December 4, 1999
You were there
That tall, grey haired
Old man
O how you were my world
Reminiscing how I
Used to get in trouble everyday 24/7
For all the preposterous activities
I used to do
It’s funny how
Getting in trouble
Would have never
Sounded so good, now looking back on that,
It seems fun now
It was like heaven,
Now I miss you way more, then before
As a 4 year old child
I never really knew
What’s going on, when I got the news
All I see is a long body laying in a black case, when actuality it’s a casket
Thinking in my mind…why is he sleeping?
When is he going to wake up?
Any day now…patiently waiting
O how I miss you
Grandpa I dream of getting on your nerves, just because, but
I didn’t even get the chance to
When all I have to go by is old stories, I sit in regret, but have the happiness of getting to see you in that vintage picture
Today I can’t even listen to a certain song because it reminds me of you
Asking myself
Why me…why did God have to take you so early from me
I barely knew you
Now all I do is look at pictures of you and infer how
Your personality was, characteristics, favorite color, and the list can go on and on
But, I now know that you are with me every step of the way, but
You being physically here with me would be much better
Grandfather I want you to know that I love you with all my heart
Sincerely,
Bre