To Melvin 'George' Hawdon, Beloved Husband, Father, Grandfather.
Still one of the greatest men I've ever known.
It's really been that long,
It's your day.
And like a grenade in my hand
I wait for it to go off
That this year marks a decade.
I was 8, you've missed a lot,
The birds and the bees,
Me falling in love,
My 18th birthday,
The pub; necking a pint.
All things I know you'd of liked to see
Me, grow up.
And I am sad, for I have no stories
Not like the others do
I can't tell my children about you,
Not like I've been told about you, the legends.
Even though these moments you missed,
I always spared a thought, about you, asking...
"Would you be proud of me now?"
And I hope you are.
It's really been a decade,
It's really been so long.
But it still hasn't been forgotten,
Nor will it ever be.
Rest in peace Granddad;
I miss you,
You've missed a lot
I hope I make you proud in the long run.