I gaze into your omniscient eyes.
Your aged hands brush the hair from my face,
and welcome me with a gentle embrace.
The sent of your cologne fills the room,
bringing back every single memory I have of you.
With melancholy lips and misty eyes,
in my ear you whisper goodbye.
Wait grandpa! ...I love you! ...Please don't go.
I'm begging you, please, don't leave me here alone!
Come back! ...I miss you! ...I need you here by my side!
Why!? Why did you have to say goodbye!?
I awake in a bed full of tears.
It was all a dream; you've been gone for years.
(1913-1997)
R.I.P
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