When I was 8,
My grandpa took me,
To hear him preach,
I learned who God was.
When I was 9,
My grandpa cheated in goldfish,
By looking under the glass table.
I learned I won’t win every game.
When I was 10,
My grandpa took me golfing.
He let me hit the ball in the hole.
I learned I won’t be good at everything.
When I was 11,
My grandpa took me to a nursing home,
To play my flute for the residents.
I learned how to not take a single day for granted.
When I was 12,
I sat by my grandpa,
I watched him get skinnier and skinnier.
I learned what it felt like to be scared.
When I was 13,
I sat by my grandpa’s bedside,
until the day he decided to go home.
I learned what loss felt like.
Of all the lessons I learned,
The most important one was,
What is felt like to be loved.