I lost you when I was only eleven,
I still try not to cry,
Because I was never able to say goodbye,
But your wife said it was ok for you to die,
Now I sit at home and try to think,
How your life just ended with a blink,
So all I say now is,
Fly great grandpa fly,
Fly all the way to heaven,
And thats what I have said ever since I was eleven.