Jesse Charles Davis
September 30th, a day that I remember
Jumping out the bed early rushing to Chester
Me and Stan was on the road asking "Mom what's wrong?"
She said "They were working on you", I didn't think much was wrong
You was invincible, nothing didn't hurt man
You our hero Grandad, called you Black Superman
Rushing into the hospital expecting some good news,
I heard mom scream in the back that's when I knew....
I sit back and think of good ole times
I can't help but shed tears from my eyes
I know you gone but your memories here
Every conversation that we had I won't forget
I'm a see you one day again, but until that day come
I'm going to be like you Grandad and stay strong.
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