The book of Love

Grandpa

I'm suppose to write a poem about what you mean to me
I don't know if it's the fact that this is all a dream to me
Or the fact that words will never be able to explain what you truly mean to me
It pains my soul that you'll never get to see the type of woman I turn out to be
You were a man who spoke only a few words
But those few held power
You kept your faith all the way to the end
So I know for sure that we will meet again
I'll tell you all of the things I've achieved
How you've inspired me
To be a strong faithful woman
To always focus not on what I can see
But the people who mean the world to me
To the only grandpa I ever truly had
I will make you a proud man
I love you