When I walked through the door
It was to late the phone had rang
I did not know what it could bring
Good or bad news
My mom told me
He had passed away
She said this morning and 7
I told her as I sat in class not knowing what had happened
Tears became to role down my face
She said I am sorry baby but he is gone
As I thought to myself
This couldn't be true
But it was
I couldn't ask for him back to suffer that once again
The cancer had won and my grandpa had lost the fight
In loving memories to my grandpa
May 1 2008
7:00am