Mom and Dad Mom and DadI’m sorry I wentBut, I had to goIt had to be soHe was so sweetYet, I was so weakHe took advanceI was only 14What should I do?He was 30I’m not aloneMom, don’t cryDaddy, I’m sorryI’m and angel now Others are Reading Poem Entitled Grandfather’s Hands FLARE on GOD 113 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: As I Look Back The Washing of Candor When Love Calls You Home I See Dead People: They’re on Exhibit! Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * three × 1 =