My old Gran.


The day my Grannie passed away
I almost lost my mind.
For even at that tender age
I knew I'd never find.
Another Gran as good as her
So nice, and kind and sweet.
Who'd sing me songs and stroke my hair
Whilst sitting at her feet.
I'd no idea what I would do
Nor still the words to say.
I only know I stood and cried
As they took my Gran away.
What could I do, where should I go?
Now that she was gone.
My mind was in a turmoil
She'd treat me like a son.
They lowered her casket in the ground
The people all stood still
I heard a soft voice whisper,
"I'll be waiting for you Bill."
So I know she will be waiting
When my time comes to go.
Fot my Grannie wouldn't let me down
That's one thing that I know.
Though many years have passed me by
Since she has left my side.
I still think about my Grannie
And it burns me up inside.
TO think that one as good as her
Was taken from this earth
Yet others still remain down here
Who can't compare in worth.
Yes, she is gone, and I'm still here
And yet I her hear her still.
Whispering in the dead of night,
"Sleep tight my little Bill."

Kitos.