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Grandpa's Tribute

I remember my phone ringing loudly The sun had only just begun to peer across the horizon There was a familiar voice on the other line, “It’s grandpa...” I knew what that meant, even barely awake at 7 AM But still, all I could say was “what do you mean”? I’m not quite sure what I expected her to say, anything other than; “He’s gone, honey" But that's all she said Although we didn’t say goodbye before you laid to rest I’m positive now, that I could've never guessed; All the words I might have said, while you laid there dead All you are now is a memory, a fragment in time at best But you will always be my grandpa, my hero The man who saved me from the dangling edge

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