The man i loved had grey hair,
He had a big belly too.
He would always tell silly jokes and go down the pub for a few.
The man i loved was my grandad, i loved my grandad so!
But i never told him i loved him and so he didnt know.
Then one great day it happend, my grandad passed away.
I remember it all so clearly, it was a cold and misserable day.
I tell my granddad i love him, i tell him all the time.
But my grandad he cant hear and sound for he's fast asleep under ground.
I miss my grandad lots, i miss him really bad.
My mum tells me to think happy thoughts, he wouldnt want me sad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.