grandpa – Poétique

At My Table

Sitting at the table
Looking back
On things I’ve learned
Things I know
And things that he
Could only show
In his way
And in his prayers
I can see
Why he means
The world to me

Oh in my grandfathers hands
And in his prayers

Love Me

I woke up
With tears in my eyes
Crying for you
Opened deodorant left on the bed
Scrambled in your head

Why didn’t I love you more?
Why didn’t we spend more time?
Life is so distracting
How do we forget what’s important
Until after someone dies

In my dream I didn’t want
To make it in this life without you
I couldn’t imagine it

But
Grandpa was there
To hold me
Even though he was
Gone before you

I guess the missing never ends
And there’s really never enough time
So the time we had is perfect
And the time we have is
Left up to us
At my altar
In the garden
You’re still a part of me

In every flower
In every tree
You rescue me

No matter where you are
No matter where you went
I know that you just
Love me