I know i shouldn't cry
For a perfect soul set free
But i would give anything
To have my Grandad here with me
When i'm feeling lonely
And sick down to the heart
I always feel him near me
Like we are never apart
I know what he would say
If he were to know
He would say miss me a little
But it's time to let me go
Never had the chance to tell him goodbye
Or kiss him softly on the hand
But on the day his was taken
I was too young to understand
I know i shouldn't cry
For a gentle soul set free
But i would give anything
To have my Nanny here with me
18 years after grandad
She had to say goodbye
I was old enough to know now
What it is to cry
Old enough to understand
Old enough to know
It's ok to miss them a little
And it's ok to let them go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your precious tears are a gift to those who mattered so much in your life. Lovely work, Nicola. Warmest regards, Sandra