It seemed like a good day, the sun shone all…
But at 9:00 a.m., my mom got a phone call…
I could hear something was wrong, from the tone in here voice…
I looked at her more closely, her eyes were getting moist…
I had a few ideas, so I sat down and contemplated…
It has to be bad; my mom looks devastated…
I get called into the room, her cheeks were tear streaked…
My dad had to tell us, because my mom couldn’t speak…
Horrible news, my Grandpa’s passed…
Seems he died an hour ago of a heart attack…
I couldn’t control my emotions, the tears flowed freely…
I wanted to get out of the house, didn’t want my family to see me…
But we had to leave urgently, get in the car and on a plane…
Trying to control my emotions was making me insane…
Everything got sadder, when we arrived at his property…
Hugging all of my relatives and close friends awkwardly…
I can’t explain how much gloom was in the air…
He was only 69, no way in hell that seems fair…
My dad came up to me, and said I was requested as pallbearer…
He said I would make it through, he must have seen my terror…
I got ready for the funeral, I didn’t say a word that morning…
It was an open casket, inside the church people were forming…
I carried the casket, so we could have the service…
I was so fucking sad that day no need to be nervous…
Service is over, time to go to the cemetery…
Seemed like he just got married, now he has to get buried.?
Walked up to the hearse, nothing could be worse…
I was so sad by now, I was about to burst…
But then I realized, if I walked up to the grave and fell…
That would be one way, that I could walk in hell…

Lol, not a serious story obviously, all the seriousness was just to set up the last two lines…