R.I.P Nonno Joe

• Emma Monaco, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2013

I love it when you make me a hot chocolate in the morning, you got up and made it for me when you saw me yawning. You used to love my hair and eyes, but I thought you were telling lies. I love you with all my heart, I hope you feel the same, I wish I had a photo of you hung up in a frame. R.I.P, 123 now you have gone we will still love you so, just rest in peace and we will watch you go. Just have fun and stay very calm, watch over me and don't do any harm, unit I come.