Papa

This is a poem I wrote after my best friend/ grandpa passed away last year.

A strong, caring kind of man

Spoke his mind & loved within

We hate to see him leave

A man of few words & plenty of actions,

Anything you couldn't do best believe he can

His body at rest, his sweet soul now soarin'

Away is his pain & here are his chances to see better days

Now I know it isn't going to be easy 

How could we smile when the world's greatest man is no longer around?

His body may be no longer but his memories are near

God has a plan, we just have to pray.

It's time to understand that this beloved man has gone away.