Nobody here wants to see you float away
To the other place, into outer space,
With that look on your face

We're gathering around, crowding
out the air your gasping for
While your eyes roll back
We pray for you to stay

Your friends and aquaintences
Old flames and mistresses
Mothers and fathers
Your wife and your children
Come out of the woodwork to pay you a grievance

You left us so helpless
Your mark left impressed us so much
Now we miss you
We insist you
Were the best

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A very compelling portrait of

A very compelling portrait of your Grandfather. Nice write