Old Grandfather

As I look at my loved ones graveside
I realize my life is an ongoing landslide
I can feel his heartbeat against my ear
I can remember feeling his hand on my shoulder
And now the grief on my grief on my heart is a heavy burden.
His love was for a little girl
For he treated me like a precious little pearl
Why would he do this? I don't know
But I will sew his life together
So I can remember him forever and ever.