Miss You - Poem Dedicated to Grandpa Bill

I wrote this many years back, and wanted to share.

*Miss You*

I sit alone by his grave

My heart begins to cave

My eyes fill with tears

I wish he was still here

He had so much to give

Why couldn't he live?

I'm as dark as night

No smiles, no delight

In my heart, it's full of rain

I wish it'd wash away the pain

My poor weary heart

Is being ripped apart

All the pain in the past

Will not surely last?

Will someone take my hand

And lead me through the sand

Make my head- a swirling top

Slow down, then stop

Will you help me off the floor

And so much more?

Will you be my friend?

Help me to the end?

So I can again breathe

And not be forced to heave

If I hold ona little longer

God will make me stronger

If I make God my goal

He'll change my sou

He'll change my mind

Give me happiness to find

He is someone I met

That I will never regret

In Memory Of

William "Bill" L. Baun

Born

March 4, 1931

Died

December 12, 2004

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