Monday, February 18, 2013

Somewhere Beautiful

On my grandpa's birthday, I think it's only fitting to share with you this poem I wrote after he died.  This is to "On the Coast of Somewhere Beautiful".

Broke my heart to hear that song
But I couldn’t help singing along
Played it on my MP3 repeatedly
Tears streaming from my eyes
Memories like pesky flies
Everywhere I turned, they stung me
 
Lonesome dogs and weenies to roast
Zucchini jelly for my toast
He was everywhere I looked for weeks
Though dead, grandpa isn’t gone
That’s why it hurts to hear the song
And why tears are coursin’ down my cheeks
 
He’s on the coast of somewhere beautiful
Heaven’s scent floatin’ in the air
Maybe even dancin’ on the water
I wish I was there
Don’t know how I’m gonna get there
All I know so far
He’s on the coast of somewhere beautiful
With a piece of my heart
 
I picture azure seas all around
Golden sand shinin’ on the ground
And I can even see him there
Half in, half out of the water
Watching over sons and daughters
Relaxing in his beach chair
 
(Chorus)
 
Someday I’ll join him there
Someday I’ll jump in his arms
Someday I’ll get to talk to him again
 
(Chorus)

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