Grandad

It's almost 18 years now ,
but still I always think of you.
You were such a big part of my life ,
missing you always I still do.
I was 3 when you came to live with us ,
when I cried you'd wipe away my tears.
If i was scared I'd run to you ,
you took away all my fears.
Music was your passion in life ,
any instrument you could play.
All my friends adored you ,
'he's my grandad' is what I'd say.
Fit as a riddle right to the end ,
you got sick and in 3 days you were gone.
I was working the day you passed away ,
my heart felt that something was wrong.
I saw my Aunt come into my work ,
there was no need for her to tell me.
Straight away I knew what she'd come to say ,
your face I would never again see.
You live on in my heart and mind ,
if ever I am down I think of you.
When I have a problem of any sort ,
I just think 'what would you do?'.
A box of some of your things I keep ,
to look at when I am feeling sad.
Sometimes it feels like your still near ,
still protecting me from all thats bad.