(Thatha is how I address grandpa in my native language)
How do I say this?
A heavy heart is all I have,
Not a day goes by without thinking about you,
And all of a sudden my home doesn’t feel the same anymore,
They say time will eventually fade the pain away,
But I’ve only learned to live with it.
You’ve left me with a myriad of memories,
Not one bad or regretful,
But delightful memories truly cherished,
Archived into a beautiful storybook,
With every chapter worth revisiting,
That held a unique lesson and a moral.
You were an angel sent from above,
You loved grandma like a gentleman should,
You would always help the needy,
And empathise with the suffering,
A man of prayer and virtues,
What a compassionate soul you were!
You were a real blessing to me,
I wish you could have stayed a bit longer,
I never got a chance to say thank you for all you’ve done,
And since cancer stole you before I could say goodbye,
I pray every day and ask God,
To hug you and say I love you on my behalf.