This past week I lost my grandfather. He was a World War II veteran with five kids 13 grandkids,14 great-grankids, and four great-great grandkids. He was 89 years old. Honestly, he thought he was gonna live forever. I knew the day would come, but I still believed he had more time. I wrote this poem after his passing.

Pawpaw

Tears are passing through me,

The way you passed through life.

Silence has overcome me,

As though you are alive.

I feel your presence now as I look at the family you created,

Seeing all your loved ones gathered as we lie you down,

Soon realizing we are all related.

God so loved the world he gave his only son,

You so loved me you made me feel as though I am the only one.

The world facing their abandonment issues because Jesus still hasn't come back,

Your life hanging in the balance, all of us still attached.

It was your time to go,

I know.

Yet, I miss your laugh,

Even how you got mad.

I miss my pawpaw,

And now you are laid to rest,

Soon to see you again in this life we call next.