I wish I had met my grandfather.
But I never had a chance because he died when I was born
I only heard stories about him and pictures
But I wish I could’ve met him
I wish I could’ve seen him and said goodbye.
Is he protecting me from danger, or does he not know me
I wish I could’ve felt his love for his granddaughter
I wish I could’ve hugged him
I wish for so many things, but I know that my parents are my support
But sometimes, I feel like a curse but I am happy
I love you, Grandfather