The Hardest
The hardest thing in life is always to say good bye...and when you realize you
can't even say how you feel?
i was missing my love, friend, teacher, and most importantly ma grandpa.
when he was on his death bed i was ready to say good bye before i said hello.
so now that i have realized i will never see him again i feel bad.
he use to tell me things and now i'm just beginning to understand them...
when i want to ask questions...i know i can't now...
he always told me i would do something great...now i have...(my writting)
but he will never be able to see me going them...only looking down on me...
i feel as thought i have failed you...but you were right...me and cheyenne are
getting along better...
i have written so many poems but this is the hardest because i have to put so
much onto this one...
i remember when i was real young...you use to tell me that "can't" wasn't in the
robertson dictionary...
and i would say that i'm not a robertson...and all you would do is smile...
as i think back their was so much i could have learned from you and didn't...
and now to this day i'm still using can't...so i have failed you because i have given
up...
and truth be told sometimes i still can't get over your eturnal slumber...
i miss the lessons you never got to teach me...
one thing i will do like a robertson is i keep trying...just for you...only you...
so as i say my prayers...keep me in mind and help me...keep my faith...and my
love
Tis is a free verse poem for my grandpa Willie Robertson
May you Rest In Peace and watch over me
Sun Set 2004
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