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My Granddad


Thereís a bright new star in the sky tonight

Where my Granddad has gone to rest

I chose it so Iíll always remember him

My Granddad is just the best



He used to give me wine gums

Told me stories all the time

And when I painted his wooden cribs

He said Iíd done just fine



He always got mixed up

When he wore his hearing aid

On in the box and off in his ear

No fuss was ever made



We had lots of happy times

On the Lytham slot machines

I will never forget the fun we had

The best itís ever been



When I am feeling sad

I can see his star above

Then Iíll know my Granddad is watching me

And sending me his love



I know you can hear me Granddad

Your star is shining bright

I love you and I miss you

Rest in peace, God bless, goodnight.



Matt


Michaela Turner


FootNote: ĎMy Granddadí was written for a neighbour of mine. His Granddad sadly passed away recently and this young lad (aged 12) wanted to give a eulogy at the funeral, so he came and asked me if I would write a poem for him. Thankfully he got through and managed to read his poem outÖ there were very few dry eyes in the church after he had finished. Bless him.