The Podium

I’m standing at the podium
All eyes are glued on me
I’m trying hard to take in air
But it’s getting hard to breathe
They’re all expecting something great
Expecting something perfect
I wonder now if standing up
Is even really worth it

I see her in the front row
But my thoughts must stay on track
I look around the room to see
The faces swirled with black
Tears stream down cheeks of those
You
Once held dear
I hold back my own
Though I’m still wishing you were here

I open up that tattered book
That you put such faith into
I open to the page I marked
The night before
Just for you

I try to speak
The words there written
But my vision blurs
The tears now coming

So instead I pause

I look to my protector
In hopes of an answer
He nods at me
Then…I remember the laughter


When we would play pretend and
Hide and seek
You’d never lose
I still don’t understand how
Because you’d never move

Those times when I was little
And I would have a game
You went to everyone
Even though my playing is lame

I forget Moment were I am
Until I look away
That when I realize why I’m here
And what’s happening today

I must admit that I’m ashamed
That I give up so quickly
When you held on so strong to faith
Your death finally hit me

This speech wasn’t a mistake
And standings really worth it
Cause I want to be there for you
If it were me…I know you’d do it

So here a go
I take a breath
Im gonna live for YOU grandpa
And Not live for your death