Each day goes by but the pain does not seem to fade,
Each day I question the choice that God has made.



Each day I miss him and each day I cry,
Because though in old age, my grandfather had to die.



He was getting better; things were finally going to be ok,
And now I have so many things on my mind ... yet I have nothing to say.



So many unanswered questions, so many broken hearts,
So many of us have to grieve and try to make a new start.



A start of our lives without a father, a grandfather, a friend ...
All because it was time for his life to end.



I love you dear Grandfather of mine ... 




Always With Love,
© Nikki
2004


Beloved father of Heather aka Smileylady