Olaniyi Folaranmi
Dec 15, 2025 08:49a.m.
<p>Grandpa</p><p>Charlie, hello.</p><p>How has it been?</p><p>Memories of you flood my mind,</p><p>like an endless Monday rain.</p><p>I still remember your soothing voice</p><p>and your hair, dark as the thickest night.</p><p>You were kind —</p><p>as sweet as the honey I stir in my tea.</p><p>I felt a deep connection to you. Literally </p><p>Where are you now?</p><p>My soul cries out.</p><p>When I needed you most,</p><p>you seemed to disappear.</p><p>It’s crazy, the things I do just to fit in.</p><p>Like grass, we all fade away.</p><p>I wish you were there</p><p>through my struggles and heartaches.</p><p>I miss you — and always will.</p><p>You were never forgotten.</p><p>You are not gone.</p><p>You live on in our hearts.</p><p>Your grave bears your name,</p><p>but your memory is engraved in my soul.</p><p>I hope you’re in heaven —</p><p>because that’s where I’m going too,</p><p>to laugh and sing for all eternity.</p><p><br></p><p>This is to you <strong>Grandpa</strong> </p>
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