My Grandad Poem by chris chapman

we were together in my dream,
that sleep was supreme,
i think of you all the time,
my thoughts of you are sublime,
shame i never got to love,
you as you're above,
i saw you once as a ghost,
was it you or was you inside a host,
i hope that you will wait for me,
as you are looking down on me,
i miss you,
i wish i got a proper chance to know you,
but i hope that you are glad,
that i love you grandad.