Whenever you are near, <br />I feel so depressed. <br />Even though you went long ago, <br />Something keeps you from being at rest. <br />I never got to meet you, <br />When you departed from the love. <br />Yet I see you in my dreams, <br />Floating around in the skies above. <br />But in reality, <br />You're not there at all. <br />Something holds you back, <br />Or someone will not let you fall. <br />So you stay on Earth, <br />Which must seem like hell. <br />I wish for you to rest in peace, <br />And bid you a loving farewell.<br /><br />EMMA Funnell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grandad-6/
