“Walk a little slower Grandad,” said the child so small. “I’m following in your footsteps and I don’t want to fall.
Grandad, you were just a lad, So many years ago. You had your loves and had your dreams, You watched us come and go.
You watched us make the same mistakes, That you had made before, But that just made you hold us tight, And love us all the more.
Grandad , I don’t know if this is just me That thinks of you and talks to you in my dreams I just wish I could bring back that day when we would all come together and be happy Cause now things aren’t the same and its driving me insane
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