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Death is a Cruel Phantom


Death is a cruel phantom

That’s all that I need to say

He goes to someone at random

And makes their life fade away

 

You were my best friend

Inseparable we were

All the puzzles we would mend

Were gone in a blur

 

You always made me laugh

And let me sit on your lap

Smiled in every photograph

And then you left in a snap

 

You made the best popcorn

You loved all stray cats

Never were you filled with mourn

Showed love with hugs and pats

 

But now that you’re gone

I’ve been able to break and fall

You look at me from upon

But do you hear my call

 

I cry more and more day and night

I need your hand on my shoulder

Without it there I have a great fright

And my desire for you is like a boulder

 

I was the youngest grandchild

So I sadly saw you the least

With the thought of you, I smiled

But my guilt inside is a beast

 

Grandpa, I know you’ll never see this

But I just want you to know

I miss you, I need one more kiss

Because the youngest is sad and low

 
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