Wednesday, January 28, 2009

For Grandpa Bob

My Grandfather gifted me time,
and time is on my side,
if not on his.

At my side and on my arm,
silver and jade displayed,
a reminder of time.

My grandfather gave me his watch of 50 years for my graduation present. I cried when i opened it...

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I wrote this over a year and a half ago.  For some reason i never felt okay with the poem, like it needed more, or less, or something...but i cannot think of a way to change it, so i will leave it how it is.

My grandfather passed away five days ago.  It feels like forever since i wrote this poem.  I wish i could have known him earlier in life.  I wish i could have talked to the younger more wild Bob.  But i got to spend a lot of time with him these past 4 months, and as my dad said, the pain is over now, no more pain Grandpa.  I'll see you soon enough.