Bestafar

This is an Elegy to my Great Grandpa

I don't know where you went

But you're gone now

I don't know how it happened so fast

But it did

I miss you always smiling

And telling us jokes

And letting us know that you loved us

I miss hearing you play the harmonica 

And telling us stories about the farm

Many years lived with joy

But no more to come

With a stone to mark where you now lie

Up in heaven but still by my side

I know you are smiling from up above

Watching over us

But one day i promise

We will be together again

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

Is this for Yabby Bestafar and Aunty Bridgette, too? I Love this.... I was taught to "fear god" when I was little, but the ones who told me and taught me to, didn't. : ) Wonderful tribute that also gets mixed in with the loss you feel, and nothing compares to such in our lives. : ) *Big Hugzz* xoxo -Mark

[Steve]

I am so curious? Was this a grampa or uncle? Or parent?

I am sorry for your loss. This is so sweet.

[Charliee]

this was for my Great Grandpa that i was close to and Thank you!

[Steve]

You are welcome. Your words are strong and your style is good.