Grandad Poem by Beccy Mawson

Two years have passed
From then till now,
How I've coped
I don't know how.

You are my inspiration,
Through birth to operation.

When I'm lonely
I know you're here,
When I'm crying
You sense my fear.

When I need to talk
I know you'll listen,
When my heart is pounding
I see you glisten.

Glisten in the sun
Glisten in the rain,
Glisten through the darkness
And listen to my pain.

Secrets in the darkness
Secrets all around,
Secrets in my head and pain
Secrets come out loud.