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