A poem for Pop-Pop

This poem was written by my 12 year old niece . Its called Lost

A lovely grandpa died so young
He was only 51
He had 2 grand kids
one was 11
The other one was 2
The oldest one loved him so
and she always said
I will never let him go
The youngest didn't know much
But she will always remember him

People say let it go
Others hold on tight
knowing its hard for people To say
Or even go to his House
Or say Good day
The two grand Kids miss
Him So

Kiahna & Gabrielle
The two grand kids
Everybody loved But they didn't
Like to see their faces
When Their Grandpa had to go.

Still Here...

Wow ! Its been that long since I've posted. Dag! Ok here's my excuses. 1: Mother's Day
2: Monday ( Heroes). I promise my next post will be much better. This one is just to say I'm still here.