My Grandpa
I went to visit his grave today. So many memories came flooding back, never to go away. Spending time with my grandpa was always a pleasure. He always said that i was his little treasure. As tears flow down my face and on to his grave, and sink into the dirt, losing my grandpa will always hurt.
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