Just a poem I wrote. It's not on any web site.

Grandpa, I miss you
where have you gone?
Mom says to heaven
but I think she’s wrong.

Under the table
when we sit there at noon.
I’ve looked for you there
and in the next room.

I miss you, dear Grandpa,
please tell me where.
If you’re with God
can I soon go there?

Dad says I can’t
and Mom says not yet.
Not ‘til I live long
and older I’ll get.

But I want you now
I’ll give you my cat.
Please tell me, Grandpa,
where are you at?