A little poem I wrote in memory of the most wonderful great grandad, I was so lucky to have him in my life. He always used to sing Que Sera and we’d often watch Doris Day together, he had little sayings too, like ‘tomorrow never comes only next day’. Grandad had so many stories to tell and I could listen to them all day, forever in my heart✨
“Que sera, sera”,
Is what you’d always say.
What’s to happen, it will happen
and it will all turn out okay.
We are all truly heartbroken
that you’ve had to go away,
but your time had come to say goodbye
and we’ll reunite someday.
We’ll miss you making us laugh
and always joining in to play,
being in your company
meant there was never a dull day.
We loved to hear your stories
and the jokes you’d always say,
and although “tomorrow never comes”,
there’s always a next day.
And you’ll never not be with us,
as in our hearts you’ll stay.