And he’ll always be my Pop.

I have been writing too much longwinded bullshit lately, so here is a nice little poem.

If I could write a story
It would be the greatest ever told
Of a kind and loving grandfather
Who had a heart of gold

If could write a million pages
But still be unable to say, just how
Much I love and miss him
Each and every single day

I will remember all he taught me
I’m hurt but I won’t ever stop
Because he’ll always be here with me
And he’ll always be my Pop.






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