The Answers In His Eyes! Poem by Emma Jane Rae

To me your the one,
with devilish eyes,
that gave answers to my questions,
but giving no lies,
behind your eyes,
a whole story is told,
it tell you to live life,
before you get old,
behind your eyes,
it holds secrets and shame,
it holds precious memories,
it held all his pain,
Grandad was poorly,
but never showed he was scared,
none of us realised,
we were so unprepared,
everytime he touched grandma's hand,
he sunk a little deeper,
like being sucked into quick sand,
Grandada time was running out,
but he didn't moan, he didn't shout,
but if only we'd have looked into his eyes,
we would have known,
he was saying his goodbyes,
he was the one,
with beautiful devilish eyes,
that gave answers to my questions,
but giving no lies,
with every single question asked,
the answer was in his eyes!