The Time We Didn’t Have


There are so many words in this language to say
but when his name is called, there is no right way

He was loved by so many no one could disagree
Why did he have to leave before he met me

There are so many stories, laughs, and cries
The love for him still shines in my father's eyes

Why did he go, why couldn't I meet him
Many people say things happen for a reason

Although it is true, I still don't understand
Why did he go before I got to touch his hands

He left behind a daughter and a wife
He should have had a much longer life

Although I never met him I still could say
He is the best great-grandfather to this day

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