Pappa

• Keegan Radecki, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2016

Darkness covered the sky’s,
Tears made paddles on the ground,
As the coffin was lowered slowly,
My grandpas soul will be in my heart forever,
He couldn’t hold on when he was to sick,
But now his in a better place,
He still watches me play sport as he is alive,
Night after night I
Still talk to him as if he is alive,
He rocks on his chair looking down at me,
The last thing I say is I always love you no matter what,
Now his soul will perfectly lie in my heart and in the
Brightest star you can find.