18 February 2013

(Half inspired by @sammielee46 's piece "Grandads" and by a conversation I had with my mum. She basically told me that my grandad was ill yet still sat me on his lap when I was crying. He didn't do that with the others. As my dad usually jokes "he was a grumpy old sod" haha)

I know I don't remember you I was young when you died too

But it would've been lovely for me To sit upon your knee

While you told me a story or two By age 10, all of them I would've knew

I would've been your favourite one I would've been your light, your sun

You would've been mine too With none other, what could I do?

But you would sit me on my knee You would've made me see

That I was beautiful, perfectly me, Then you'd smile happily

My name, you loved it On your knee, I'd sit

Because I'd be your granddaughter And you'd watch me grow I'm sorry you never got to But I love you, you know?

BethyBooGrandad • Opuss № I