Grandfather |
| by Bunnykisses |
I died inside,
Yet I didn't show,
How I felt,
When it was your time to go.
I bottled it up,
I hid it away,
I didn't get,
To say what I needed to say.
It is finally spring,
I am starting to grow,
I met a man who needs me,
Never to go,
Just as I needed you,
But I have known,
That we are through,
This you have shown.
You were not here,
To stay,
You left me,
You went away.
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