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i dedicate this poem to my grandfather who passed away a few days ago
The king has fallen; the sturdy fellow unexpectedly left his throne
He leaves behind his troops so dim, yet in appearance they seem so grown

The king is loved though many times, many people he would scorn
His queen whom he had loved so much now wishes she'd never been born

As I mourn the king, the image of our last reunion stays untouched
The people around him kissing his hand, as for his breath he'd clutch

And he left me behind in this dump while he soars, and looks back gladly at his life
And he sees his past so perfectly built, except for his lonesome wife

The wife he left so helpless, now craves him tearfully
And I wouldn't cry for I knew he was happy and I'll meet him hopefully

to the king:

I'll pray for you many times a week and your troops have promised to do
And I'll keep my eye on the queen, and the other eye will always be on you.

And I know you didn't want us crying, but your troops are too simple to see
How nice and calm you looked that day, never seen you so happy

I hope you didn't see the shit they've been pulling; I know you had different plans
but you must understand that that clean brain in your head wasn't found in every man's.

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The following comments are for "In pop's memory"
by seniorme

The King of Hearts

I can see by your words the respect you held for your grandfather.

I think this is a tribute to his memory and the fact you talk directly to him with such ease again shows your deep understanding of the nature of life....and death.

It is still though a difficult time for all whos lives he has touched, and my thoughts are with you.

Your words:

'you must understand that that clean brain in your head wasn't found in every man's.'

leads me to believe you have inherited or had passed on some of your grandfathers wisdom.

'And he left me behind in this dump while he soars, and looks back gladly at his life'

he is probably looking back proudly at his grandson at this moment, and I am sure that he will never leave you alone; you are far to knowledgable to believe that, but I do understand why it feels that way.

Good poetry Moet, and written for the right reasons,


( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: August 19, 2004 )

A Wonderful...
Tribute to an honored man... I too am sure he is with you... Live up to his role model standards, that you may pass them on as well...

( Posted by: daprdan [Member] On: August 19, 2004 )

ivor and dan
thank you guys for the wonderful comments, and the support. i really do appreciate it.

( Posted by: seniorme [Member] On: August 19, 2004 )

glad you and ivor actually got how sad this poem is. thanx

( Posted by: seniorme [Member] On: August 21, 2004 )

I'm Sorry
I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather. My grandfather died when I was 13, and I still see him clearly, and I still talk to him. You will never get over this sadness, especially that he was a generous, wonderful man. But you should learn to talk to him as if he is there, I know he's listening. Maybe he's up somewhere with my Grandpa!!!

( Posted by: Serendipity [Member] On: August 21, 2004 )

long time no speak, thanx, i hope they are together in heaven isA, i do talk to him to you soon.

( Posted by: seniorme [Member] On: August 21, 2004 )

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