As I sit here, I look at the face of someone I knew
But never got a chance to know,
As I hear the Mass
I look at my family who are still strong,
But I know that will change.
I remember going to his house
And never getting the nerve to kiss him on the cheek.
You sometimes didn't remember my name,
I'm sorry that I didn't try to know you.
I stand now in the cemetery
While by my side,
My mother is trying to help my grandmother
Who has started to cry,
After a few choice of words
they put down the coffin in its place,
That takes the man I saw everyday.
All around me,
My family has started to cry
But I can't get myself to cry,
I didn't know him.
In my mind,
He was just a person
My parents knew,
I guess.
I now wish,
I could change the past and know him.
Goodbye Grandfather,
I wish I had talked to you
Instead of staying away,
Goodbye.
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