As u lay on ur death bed, the smell of roses fill the room.
As u take ur last breath, i know ur safe and feel better.
The memories with u are still standing, its hard, but i keep believing,
that u see me, that u look down at me and smile, feeling proud
of how far i have come in life.
The pride i feel to be ur granddaughter is endless.
The tears i feel when my thoughts is of u.
My grandfather, my saviour, my best friend, my rock,
my hero. I wish the moments with u were longer.
Saying goodbye is hard, to watch my best friend lay on the bed
not able to speak or move is hard.
Happy for the years i got to have, for u to watch me grow,
As a picture of u hang on my fridge, i say that,
u might be gone but ur memory lives on.
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