Grandfather
You passed at the first break of dawn
And are now forever gone.
The sun's first light
Sent you off on your flight
Oh, how I miss you
And all the little things you do.
How you would chase me down the halls
And drive grandma up the wall.
You were always there to hold me,
"Don't be scared" is what you told me.
But how can I not?
When they've all but nearly forgot.
And I have to.
I can barely recall your eyes were blue.
Or that wide grin
That the house always had a quiet din.
How you were so tall
And your smile that was never small
How your ears were so big
and you would always help me dig.
I can't help, but to wish you were still here,
That way I wouldn't have any fear.
But if you were,, I would have never grown up
Or been, as they say, up to snuff.
I love you, I miss you
And I would never dismiss you,
But it's time to go.
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