• I'm looking straight at a grave.
    Thinking of the person I once had.
    I'm trying to be brave.
    I feel sad.
    I remember the one memory I have of you.
    I see how much things you had.
    As I look back I only see few.
    You were a nice grandad.
    Now I'm lost.
    I can't sleep.
    I feel like I've been tossed.
    Thinking about you this is getting too deep.
    I wish I got to know you more but now its to late.
    You have already entered that gate.




    R.I.P Grandpa Eddie Villalba