I close my eyes to let the memories rush in I see you standing there with arms wide open I know what you are to say before the words are spoken "Come to Pop-pop", you'd finally utter Then you would hold me like a delicate flower Yourlove pouring down on me like a warm shower Giving me the feeling of complete power Pop-pop's little girl is what you called me No matter how bad I'd be You never seemed to get mad at me I could NEVER do wrong in your eyes When my parents punished me, you seemed surprized "Don't touch the baby" you'd shout in my defense Ignoring their words describing my offense Tears flood to my eyes when I remember you For you are my hero who has laid down to rest I never did get to tell you that I think you're the best Now.......pictures of warm memories is what I hold dear I flip through them often, pretending you're near Whenever I feel sad or blue, I look to the sky and pretend that I see you You smile with a twinkle in your eye Whispering that your love for me will never die I miss you Pop-Pop......you live in my heart and soul, never to be forgotten!
Reason for writing:
Inspired by the greatest and most mysterious man that I've ever known! My Grandfather(Mac Langley)
Birth sign: Scorpio
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