SmashLey Sweetie Simons

(April 19,1993 / Wopo, Montana)

To The (Grandpa) I Never Met


For the longest time,
I never knew,
I was claiming another grandpa,
And that man wasnt you,
When i was just,
15 years old,
I found out the truth,
So many lies,
I didnt know,

I wish you where,
Here today,
Because we're alike,
In so many ways,
I'm just in a horrible place,
If you could have just,
Seen my face,
You would feel,
A warm embrace,

The thing I coulnt face,
Was having to know,
That you put yourself,
To peace,
Without knowing me,
Metin me,

But Above ALL....
seening me.! !

(R/I/P GRANDPA?)

Submitted: Friday, January 29, 2010
Edited: Monday, March 15, 2010

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