Grandpa

Grandpa? How could this be/how could sickness make you so weak?/damn I thought you was superman/like no other man nothing could stop you/as you lay in that hospital bed/things pop into my head of all the great times we had with each other/from when u use to drive charter buses and pick me up to ride with u when I was 8/damn I miss my youth/or the time when I was 10 u bought me football cleats jus so I can have a name brand pair/u would always share anything you had with me/you are my road dogg/and to this day I can't ride to lake erie without/as u lay I knw it wnt b long "g-pops" b4 u back at one/this aint a poem but a letter for u when you come home/i still remember when u use to say "get a comb to that head boy!"/or "you better not bring no chicken heads in this house/or the time we chased that mouse out of the garage/damn I miss are youth/you taught me to be a man/and to stand on my own to feet/yea imma share this with friends/but they will never understand the pain I feel/i always seem to b running over hills of joy/but when I get to the other side I cry and pray for you every night!/and dnt worry you'll be back home again/rt in time for the family picnic/yup back to playing spades again/yup back to beating me in chess again/as I write this the tears are coming down my face/but as I stare in space u r still superman to me!/God got u kid,and if he says its time to go,then its time to go/but one things for sure/il always love you "g-pops"/youll pull out of this and be stronger then ever!/in fact you'll b better/from the time I talk to u till the time I give u a hug/i hope its not the last time/as u grab my hand I can feel your strength coming back/and like superman you'll fly again/your my best friend and I love you........