Grand-dad

His heart stopped,
he breathed his last breathe,
the clock stopped,
he was laid to rest,

My heart sunk,
tears streamed down my checks,
my head sunk,
into the pillow so deep,

I remembered every word he said,
from when I was 2 till the night before,
but he never said,
I'm going to die and there will be nothing more,

I screamed at god,
Why?! Why?!,
I yelled some more at god ,
then fell apart and cried,

He was everything to me,
Such a wonderful grand-dad,
God took him from me,
and i was beyond mad,

You'll get to say good-bye,
As I was told,
I walked beside his coffin,
He was so cold,

His face was pale,
there were flowers in a pile,
then my face turned pale,
when i thought i saw him smile,

Then at the funeral,
I sang the lords prayer,
when i tried to talk at the funeral,
but the words just weren't there,

I rambled on about him,
about how much he meant to me,
I talked some more about him,
about his soccer team,

I use to play soccer
I said to the crowd
then I said and the people that have to do with soccer,
they know, when in doubt kick it out

I still miss my grand-dad,
But I'm no longer in shock,
So if you ask me about my grand-dad,
I can certainly talk,

I can't speak for every day,
Sometimes I'm really low,
But I remember Christmas day,
My grand-dad sent me a rainbow,