2.13.16 K.R.R
Grandfather, tell me the story again
voice without strain,
thunder and waves in the way,
and how grandfather saves the day,
Grandfather, tell me the story again,
Everyone's entertained,
It's only five past bedtime,
I promise I'll go to sleep in due time!
Grandfather, I built a tower,
Made it with Grandmother's laundry lids!
It stands high, with great power,
"could reach heaven someday" you'd kid
Grandfather! take me home with you!
I don't like nap time, and pre-school isn't fun!
Mom packed hot dog buns.
Grandfather, catch!
You'd bat my sinker!
"that's not fair! I want a re-match!"
You'd laugh and say-
"you get what you get, and you don't get upset"
Grandfather, you've come to visit!
I've been all alone in this hospital room
You've bought donuts and biscuits
Mom came too, I don't feel so blue!
Grandfather it's my birthday!
We are both born in may!
I'm thirteen now!
You bought us tickets to another Phillies game,
I'd learned later with shame,
You'd fell ill
the stadium won't feel the same
A place in the seats only you can fill
Grandfather, I remembered your story again,
your voice strains,
tubes, and IV lines in the way
and how the paramedics tried to save the day,
Grandfather, I want to hear your story again,
everyone's standing in the rain,
yellow roses on your grave,
only the day after the fourth of July
I promise I'll be brave,
It's my turn to read, I can't cry
Grandfather, I built a tower,
Made it with the words i'd read at your funeral
I hope it reaches you in heaven
they wouldn't allow me
to see you one last time
before they closed the casket
Grandfather, take me home with you!
I don't like it here without you! It isn't fun!
You fought your last breath, and your eyes said adeiu
I packed my things, I'm ready to run
Grandfather, catch!
You'd seen the balloon with your name on it
It's not fair! Mom and Dad are no longer a perfect match
I look at your letter and read,
"You get what you get and you don't get upset"
Grandfather, I've come to visit!
I've been all alone here on earth
I've bought things to tell you about how my life is going so far,
I wish you were still here too
I still feel just as blue
To everyone else, your grave's become a mere exhibit
They seem to have forgotten the way you'd listen to all the things they had to say
Why did things have to be this way
Grandfather, I wanted to come to your grave for your birthday,
but he wouldn't let me
He'd ignored my plea
Grandfather, It's been three years now
and I've made it this far somehow,
and I tell your stories again
I hold the memory of you on a chain
there is nothing in the way
with you as my guardian angel to save the day
