Permanent 1999 Poem by michelle al G

1995 i was born,1995 was your year of fun
1999 i was five, and you were alive
i wish it could be a permanent 1999,
so i could see your smile shine
you were so happy, sad you can't be
carrying me, singing to me
Oh how much i miss you
don't worry i am fine, but i wish it could be a permanent 1999
seeing my grandfather, and being together,
like father and daughter
Oh how lucky i am, for having a grandpa like him
year 1999, passed by like a short line.