The last time I saw you I did not know it was going to be the last time If I had known, I would have held onto you a little stronger, A lot longer I would not have feared our bodies touching Instead, when we hugged good-bye, I would have savored The feel of your breath against my cheek, And the feel our your heartbeat next to mine The last time I saw you I did not know
Dear Sharon, All our memories are always with us and particularly when they are about our ancestors. They accompany us all the way throughout our path on earth. They fill us with strength and love.
A nice and worthy poem. Love Emile
Touching tribute to a loved one. That hug was a lovely parting gift to reassure your grandpa that he was gently ushered into eternity on a couch of warm affection.
I lost a great-grandpa at 11, maternal grandpa at 12, and paternal grandpa at 13. It was a rough time for me back then. One of the hardest parts was realizing there was no one to take me fishing anymore. At least not like grandpa did.
This touched me deeply, for I've had the same experience.
We never know the day that someone will be gone...so we should all take care to let them know how much we care for them as often as possible.
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A nice and worthy poem. Love Emile
Privileged are those that keep the memory of their "GRAND-PAS" for they know what family is made of.
Lovely nostalgic feelings in "Grand-Pa" poetized with love grand.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Regards
Dai
Mines been gone a long time too, oh how we take life for granted sometimes, but our memories are precious as!
Ch'erie
We never know the day that someone will be gone...so we should all take care to let them know how much we care for them as often as possible.