I should have hugged you harder.
I should have held your hand more.
I should have called you often,
Just to say hello.
I didn't know how hard it's be,
To let go of a grandpa like you.
I cannot stop the memories,
They roll like a picture show.
Every hug, kids, and "I love you",
Meaning more than ever before.
You never declined to come get me,
When I called all frightened during storms.
You swore I'd be okay,
And your words always kept me calm.
You made me feel so special,
Ever since I was a little girl.
Until the very day you danced with me on my wedding dance floor.
I'll forever remember how you looked at me,
Like the room glowed when I was around.
I hope you saw the same sparkle in me,
Because you were around.
I can't be mad you're leaving,
I'm nearly 35 years old.
All I can do is count my blessings,
For ever having you to hold...
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