Title: Pop-Pop Writer: Boot

This one's for you Walt, I know in heaven you're able to hear, Even though that you are gone, it still brings me to tears, To think of all the times we had and all the fun we shared, You'd be there to comfort me when I was feeling scared. You were always there for me when I was feeling blue, If I could only make one wish, It'd be with you. I know that you're at God's side and everythings okay, But I can't seem to forget about that awful sorry day When I heard I could not see or to talk to you, I cried for days knowing there was nothing I could do. I felt so helpless, I felt so scared, I felt really down. And even nine years later when I think of it I frown. I can still remember when the hearse had drove away, If only I had known ahead, I would've had time to say, "I love you pop-pop, please don't go, I want to talk to you," Instead I had no chance to speak, that ate my heart right through. I know when the time is right and it's my time to pay, You'll open up the gates for me on my dying day.

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