In loving Memory of Edward P. Timchak
No one to bother or pest
For you were my grandparents,whom I loved so
dear.
You were always there for me you were
sincere.
You never had much to give, but your heart
was always there.
When Christmas came you always bought things
to share.
I started to cry, as I lowered my head,my
heart was broken, words left unspoken.
For life they say is short, it seems so long
to hold down the fort.
For now I have to wait.
Until its time to meet my fate.
By Sandor Pek JR
Time has past since you left
When I saw you lying on the bed.
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