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He was!
He was my family,he was my friend,
he was always there,until the very end.
He was full of life,he was young at heart,
he was a child inside,since the very start.
He was getting tired,he was getting old,
he was leaving this world ,so brave and so bold.
He was a husband,he was a preacher,
he was a father,and also a teacher.
He was killed in a crash,he was taken away,
he was sent to Heaven,when God called on him that day.
He was the best, he was this because,
he was hoping we'd remember,when he's gone who "He was."
Who was he you ask?Do you really want to know?
He was my Grandpa Brock,and I'm never letting go!
Jessica Anne Homann
Copyright ©2005 Jessica Anne Homann
He was!
He was my family,he was my friend,
he was always there,until the very end.
He was full of life,he was young at heart,
he was a child inside,since the very start.
He was getting tired,he was getting old,
he was leaving this world ,so brave and so bold.
He was a husband,he was a preacher,
he was a father,and also a teacher.
He was killed in a crash,he was taken away,
he was sent to Heaven,when God called on him that day.
He was the best, he was this because,
he was hoping we'd remember,when he's gone who "He was."
Who was he you ask?Do you really want to know?
He was my Grandpa Brock,and I'm never letting go!
Jessica Anne Homann
Copyright ©2005 Jessica Anne Homann
But was GrandpAppy drunk? Had he tipped back a few?
I could smell pappy's breath from the third to last pew.
As he ranted and raved about Moses and Jews.
I felt so convicted. I cried bOO hOO hOO