Last Time

I was in the car singing

with joy. I came out 

The car thrilled to see him.

I went in the house of joy.

To visit my fathers dad. I felt

as time flew by. Being in that

Was a joy playing and talking.

My grandfather telling stories.

After all of the time that passed.

It was over. I had to go home. Home, home, home,

home, HOME! I wish I had not gone home

because I would have been the last time.

I drove away said my last words without knowing.

Once I went home I was

drawing and my dad got a call... My

grandfather had collapse.

Dis-ap-pear