Grampa take me with you

Grampa take me with you
I promise to be good
I dont think we should ask mommy;
I don't think she'd say I could....

But Grampa I really miss you
I cry sometimes at night
When I think of all the fun we had-
Why'd you give up the fight?

Grampa it's getting hard to bear
listening to daddy yell
He comes home smelling like beer every night
but he thinks that I can't tell.

I really don't like hearing
mommy cry in her room
and I feel so sad when I look on her cheek and see another bruise.

Sister hardly talks anymore
and her smiles are oh so rare
she stays locked up in her room
this loneliness is hard to bear....

So Grampa bring me to heaven
Sit me up on a cloud
I promise not to wake God
I promise not to be too loud.

I'll be a good little angle
I'll be nice to the boys and girls
I'll help you pain the sunset
Beautiful purple swirls.

We can pour the rain at midnight
and blow bubbles of snow at two
we'll light up the stars together....
just Grampa- take me with you.....
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