Missing Papa in the Building where he drank Iced Cream Floats

Three days before he died
I sat with him and talked
about growing, up and old

he said,"you will be fine
you're a good kind decent
man. I am proud of you my
dear dear grandson. So so
proud of you. It'll be ok

five days later we buried
him with his wife, and oh
how I wept. I was so lost

he said,"Honor me, and be
the man I know you are. I
will always love you. You
are in me. I in you. With
both of us in God. Soon I
I will be with you again.

Four years later, I still
cry by his graveside. But
not bitter tears. My eyes
are red with joys related
and loves so deep only he
would ever understand. He
said, and I believe,"

I
will always love you. You
are in me. I in you. With
both of us in God. Soon I
I will be with you again.