At This Place
At this place
I am not alone.
My family is here
and people I don't know.
I started to cry
when I saw him there.
My grandpa
was just lying there.
People said it was okay
that I felt this way.
That he really wasn't gone
and it was gonna turn out okay.
So I went on with my life
knowing I wasn't alone.
I feel him with me
wherever I go.
Copyright © Katrina Hill | Year Posted 2006
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