Scrabble tiles and Stinky Cheese

January 12, 2011
By headinclouds BRONZE, Miami, Florida
headinclouds BRONZE, Miami, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find."
"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walk"


Never before have I cried like this,
Never before have I prayed like this,
I’m not sure exactly what I was praying for,
Maybe, even though he wasn’t religious, I pray for him to be in heaven with God---sitting on the porch reading, waiting for jeopardy to come on.
Maybe I pray for him to be watching over me, so even though he is gone, he’s everywhere.
Maybe I pray that this was all a dream, that I will wake up and he will be waiting to beat me in scrabble once again. That he is once again that invincible man I saw as a child, to proud and stubborn to die.
I don’t want to think that he is gone. Or that there is a world where I can win at scrabble.
For those who knew him, he will be missed.
For those who loved him, he will be revered.
In those who are lucky enough to call him their grandfather, he will live on.
I love you Grandaddy.


The author's comments:
I wrote this for my grandfather after he died, the title was from his favorite game and the disgusting odor of his favorite snack.

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annelindy said...
on Feb. 5 2011 at 12:38 pm

Very cool. It's a great poem for someone going through grief.

Feel free to read my stuff!! =)


on Feb. 1 2011 at 7:04 pm
headinclouds BRONZE, Miami, Florida
3 articles 2 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
"We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find."
"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walk"

thank you(:

sammiee said...
on Feb. 1 2011 at 9:30 am

I quite like this poem,

1. because it comes from the heart and has lots of meaning

2. because my grandfather has recently pasted away

 

:) keep writing. it does help





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