February 17, 2011
By Kensly Schuelke BRONZE, Greenwood, Nebraska
Kensly Schuelke BRONZE, Greenwood, Nebraska
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When I was little we planted the garden
We planted by the dozen
When the ground began to harden
The plants were eaten

If you needed a cook
You were it
Your boat rides were always fun
You always had the first fish on the hook

We rode my pony in the meadow
But the time you had left was becoming narrow
I just wish you could have heard
Your smoking was a hazard

Then time came to quick
I wish you were never sick
When your heart broke so did mine
I just wish we had had more time

All the tears have been wept
And all the memories kept
But every once in awhile
I’ll cry a tear for you
You don’t know what you meant to me
And I paid that fee

Now that you’re gone
I know life goes on
I know your safe
Up with God

Hundreds came
To celebrate your fame
As we told you goodbye
I saw you fly
Into the sky

The gunshots were fired
The flag folded
The tears dripped

I still miss you every day
I know our journey had just begun
One day I’ll see you again
I miss you grandpa

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