The greatest grandad by dayle bridges

by dayle bridges   Jan 31, 2007


That day you left i didn't see you leave,
heard it off mum, she knew it before me,
even though your gone, it's still hard to believe.

granddad your cancer killed you,
reading through your gravestone is a hobby every year,
every year that passes by your always in my heart, all the year through as we've never been apart,
though i really love you and even though fags killed you cancer killed you too,still mum knew what could have been though she tried to stop i lost her too

great as you are no matter how far
really searching to find
a reason for me to die because without you and mum no hope is left for me anyway. but granddad don't you worry daisy's coming Xxx

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