The Hardest

The hardest thing in life is always to say good bye...and when you realize you can't even say how you feel? i was missing my love, friend, teacher, and most importantly ma grandpa. when he was on his death bed i was ready to say good bye before i said hello. so now that i have realized i will never see him again i feel bad. he use to tell me things and now i'm just beginning to understand them... when i want to ask questions...i know i can't now... he always told me i would do something great...now i have...(my writting) but he will never be able to see me going them...only looking down on me... i feel as thought i have failed you...but you were right...me and cheyenne are getting along better... i have written so many poems but this is the hardest because i have to put so much onto this one... i remember when i was real young...you use to tell me that "can't" wasn't in the robertson dictionary... and i would say that i'm not a robertson...and all you would do is smile... as i think back their was so much i could have learned from you and didn't... and now to this day i'm still using can't...so i have failed you because i have given up... and truth be told sometimes i still can't get over your eturnal slumber... i miss the lessons you never got to teach me... one thing i will do like a robertson is i keep trying...just for you...only you... so as i say my prayers...keep me in mind and help me...keep my faith...and my love Tis is a free verse poem for my grandpa Willie Robertson May you Rest In Peace and watch over me Sun Set 2004