poem by: Frank Byrne
Written on Dec 15, 2017

"I never did see my granddad, he died before I was born,
no, I never got to meet him...didn't get the chance to mourn.
I have misty memories of my grandma, 
sadly she passed away before I got to seven,
all my poor mum ever told me was, that angels took her to heaven.
Mum also left us way too soon, at the age of fifty one,
she died without me saying goodbye...before Christmas, she was gone.
I hope one day to meet some angels, and recognise their smiling faces,
I will say hello, hold out my arms, and feel their loving embraces."


Tags: Happy, Sad, Love, Faith, Wishful,

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~¥~ Dragonz ~¥~ commented on Jan 03, 2018 at 3:55pm
I kove this and can relate to the family side of it...death leaves an imprint thats ingrained into the heart, especially people dying that are closer to us than most Great poem x


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