My grampa died almost 15 years ago and to this day there is still an ache in my heart for him. He was the father figure in my life and I respected him so much. I wish he would have been alive to meet his great grandchildren that I have given him. They each have a part of him. I'll see my oldest son smile and my heart tugs because it reminds me of my grampy. I called him grampy because I wanted a special name for him from me.
When he died I wrote this poem for him and wanted to put it in his casket, but didn't get the chance to, so it has rested in my Bible.
My heart is breaking in half,
because my love for you is so strong,
You never knew how much you meant to me,
I should have told you, I know I was wrong,
But I'm telling you now, even though it's too late,
And you have been taken up to heaven's golden gate.
Oh, It's hard to bear the loss of your life,
It's cutting my heart like a knife.
Life has to go on, no matter how hard,
And Lord knows how difficult it can be,
I know you would want it that way,
You were always so good to me.
Grampy I created this just for you,
Because I love you so very much,
I just wish I had one more time
To feel your comforting touch.