To my grandfather who died of cancer when I was 12…
Dear Papa,
It’s been six years since I have seen the spirit of your life..
You were a fighter, and you finally overcame your strife..
Cancer they told me you had but I could not understand..
Why this disease is able to be killing such a strong man..
You taught me how to be tough, and to never give up..
So your memory helps allow me get through any rut..
You were never there for many of my first experiences..
Never saw my first date even if it was an embarrassment..
You could of fixed the sentiment and allowed me to laugh..
Never saw me graduate, God allowed you to only see half..
I cried just thinking of what you would of thought of me..
And you know me, I’m not one to get sentimentally..
I never experimented with taking drugs and smoking..
Because all I could remember was your lungs choking..
So that’s why to this day, I have never ever taken a puff..
You had a sweet side but you always tried to act tough..
I saw right through it, and to the inner child that hid inside..
My best friend that’s the little kid that you tried to hide..
But now I have grown up you should really see me now..
So to God I pray, for just one more day for him to allow..
I’d show you around the university to all of my classes..
Then I’d show you my marks and every one of my passes..
I’m only first year, but I have already chosen my career..
But like I said it’s only first year so ladies are my only care..
And lucky for me I have your dancing skills and charm..
So ladies can’t resist, they think, “Oh whats the harm”..
That’s when I reel them in, and they end up as mine..
But Grandpa, I have to go now, just look at the time..
Now your in heaven, and I’m sure they all love you..
But if they don’t, just know that I will always love you..
Signed…
Speek.E.Z.