The Day We Dread

Alive happy full of joy
so much I didn't know
I was just a little boy

He helped me out
He made me stronger
if only he could have stayed
for just a little while longer

with death on the way to get him
we had no clue
on that sad day our faces were blue
we knew it would come the day we dread
gone forever my grandpa is dead

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