2pm
Sunday
5th of February
Rest in Peace Grandpa 😢💔
Grandpa,
So today I found out it is probably your last.
I feel sick to my stomach,
I just want to scream.
Why angels?
Why can't he stay?
Why are you taking another piece
of my heart away?
It's just not fair,
Death you docile ,evil thing.
Taking away another person
To me happiness does bring.
I feel helpless,
That sad little girl again.
I'm not yet done missing
Daddy and now you're going to?
I feel drained,
I just tired of grieving.
I won't even be there to say I love you before you're leaving.
Just tear out my heart,
I'm sure it'll be less painful.
If life is a joke,
It just keeps getting more dreadful.
I know it is awfully selfish of me,
To wish you could stay.
My heart's been chucked in a blender,
And the pain won't go away.
I love you,
Grandpa.
And goodbye.
I know daddy has missed you to.
So when you get up there,
Greet him for me to.
Rest in peace,
Veteran of a war not many have won.
I will love you eternally,
But now your fight is done.
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Heavenly Father,I pray that you welcome Grandpa with open arms.
May he thrive in your presence and mercy for all eternity.
May his pain disappear and lord,I pray, grant him peace.
May he watch over me for all the days of my life with dad,being my guardian angel just as he always has been on earth.
Lord,I pray you make my selfish heart strong, that it won't hurt so much to think about him in the sad days that follow.
Lord,make his final hours filled with love and peace,that he may be a settled spirit in your dwelling.
Allow his aura of love,kindness,humour and strength to live on through his children,grandchildren and great grandchildren.
Jesus Father,hold his hand in these last hours,that he may slip away painlessly.
I pray he knows how much I love him and how much I always will,that one day I will tell my children and my children's children of the great Scottish hero that gave me so much to take with me in life.
There's so much I could pray for lord,so much I want to pray for but words are meaningless to the Father that already knows my heart,so I leave it at this,in your holy name,Amen.
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