Dear Granpa.

He died.

I couldn't cry.

He's gone.

It's starting to now just dawn.

Maybe I’m being selfish.

It wasn’t like we both didn’t know this.

Was the end?

Goodbye my grandfather, and dear old friend.

He died.

I couldn't cry.

And I didn't know why.

Was I inhuman?

Or was you're death just something still Foreign.

To me…

I couldn’t see.

That you’re time was coming to an end.

Goodbye my grandfather and dear old friend.

At times like this It’s hard to think of tomorrow.

Because of all of today’s sorrow,

But I’m growing up grandpa.

And I have to be here for Ma.

I’ll see you in the stars.

I know you’ll never be too far.

I still can’t cry.

And I still want to know why.

I got to say goodbye though.

But I’ll say it again.

Goodbye my grandfather, and dear old friend.