This is a poem I wrote on the day my granddad died. He was a very good age and he died knowing Jesus. I was so upset but I couldn't cry, that's why I wrote this poem. As soon as I had finshed I completely sobbed my heart out. This poem was read at his funeral which I couldn't go to because he died in England and I live in New Zealand and we couldn't afford the tickets. I'd like it if you could tell me what you think.
Granddad
I cannot weep.
Though my eyes burn,
With tears unshed,
They will not fall.
The page unstained,
By seas of sorrow,
Is a tribute,
To your love.
All I know,
Is you're not here,
Standing beside me,
And my tears will not fall.
You are gone,
And have stolen my tears.
Goodbye Granddad from your only grand daughter. I miss you.
