World came to a stand still

by Norah McgOwan   Aug 10, 2004


Only a kind of 6 i was but i was like your shadow,
Everywhere you went i would be you were my grandpa and i looked up to you, like a knight in shinning armour you were there,
everything was perfect the 3 of us: me you and Gran, a perfect family,
When i had nightmares you were there to cuddle me back to sleep,
You used to always laugh at the stupid things i would do,
but you were my Grandpa,
though everything you were there: nightmares, potty training, everything.
I looked up to you like a father, and you treated me like a princess,
two peas in a pod, two halves of one whole,
without each other we were incomplete

all way fine till the cancer came and you didn't want to play no more,
i didn't understand what was happening because i was only a kid,
You never got better and i was scared,
What would happen to my granny? and what about me?,
I was so spoiled didn't care didn't even understand that you wouldn't get better,
all i knew was that the fun Granada wasn't there and i missed him,

the day he died was the darkest day of my life,
it was like a light had been turned out forever.
When i walked in the house not a sound came,
i knew then that nothing would be the same,
in the sitting room you lay there motionless dead to the world,
you lay there dying the world coming to a stand still,
freezing in time was my love for you i didn't understand why you had to go,
To leave us when we still really needed you,
It broke the family apart in some kind of form,
No-one is really talking to each other its like hell,
If you were here none of this would of happened,

I have changed allot since your death but not in a good why,
i don't no why its affected me this way, all i know is i miss my knight in shinning armour.
I still feel you presence over me, guiding me through life,
I will never forget you no matter what life brings my way. you might of died when i was young but the memories still stick out like a sore thumb,
Birthdays have been missed, exam results read out and still your not here,
I know that your looking down on us and shaking your head right now,
Grandpa we miss you so much and think about you every day especially Gran.

R.I.P WILLIAM MCGOWAN GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN

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