Not many people in the world are worth my tears, but the gravity of your influence and wise words weighs more than no other man could.
Here’s a piece I wrote for you when you were battling it in the ICU:
“You taught me how to mop the floor
When I was a little girl of four
You made a cave for me out of blankets
And never failed to buy me little trinkets
You flew kites with me in the breeze
And told me bedtime stories whenever I please
You made sandcastles with me in our porch
I’ve always looked up to you as a guiding torch
You walked me to kindergarten every sunny day
And we both shared so much banter along the way
You were willing to give me the remote during a Liverpool match
The sacrifice for me to watch Disney – I didn’t even have to snatch
You made History back in high school no longer an uphill task
Sharing with me Japanese invasion stories each time I ask
You spoke to me only in queen’s English from which I took after
Buying me Enid Blytons’ as I read and learn with laughter
You came all the way for my college graduation to my surprise
Time spent with you taught me how to be vary and wise
You tell the other relatives how proud you are of me
Your moments of pride was poignant for everyone to see
You told me not to worry and that you’ll be fine
When I felt and held your hand close to mine
You feared for my safety as I drove back alone to see you
I wanted to be by your side and you never had a clue
You never once gave up neither did you complain
Nor share us any ounce of your misery and pain
You are now in the intensive care unit in deep sleep
Any idea at all how much you made me weep?
You can’t make my tears stop streaming as much as I try
I’m now on my balcony looking up at the same dark sky
You are my living testimony with every stride
I marvel at the remarkable fighter you are deep inside
I love you grandpa… and I know you’ll be alright.
Promise me that I’ll see you when I come home soon.”
Here you are lying in your coffin beside me now, I’ve read this poem out to you while you lay peacefully inside.
I don’t blame you at all for letting go, I know how much intense pain you endured and the struggles you braved whilst in hospital constantly hoping it will end soon.
Kung kung, may you rest in peace and may the hands of our Lord touch you with every passing day and His angels surround you. Amen.
Deep inside, I know I was always your favorite and I want you to know that a huge part of you will always be with me. But for now, please, I need to stop crying. It hurts so bad to lose you and the thought of how much I’m gonna miss you, frightens me.
Wah. Nice poem jesssss. he will like it one…Dowan cry d kay? Be strong ya
Dun cry anymore k sweetie? He went to a better place.
For sure he does not want to see his favorite granddaughter to keep on crying non stop.
Hope that you will be okay soon. *duccles*
Jess it's a beautiful peom and I'm sure he heard EVERY word of it.. Know that he is in a better place now, and that he's no longer suffering.. u take care k.. *hugs*
Stay strong jess. Next time we will be the parents, grandparents too =)
Look at the brightside!
It is a very touching one.
my grandpa pass away nearly 10 years ago. and up until today, I stil cry when I think of him.
but trust me, as long as you make good of your life. he'll be happy wherever he is.
Really beautiful poem. I lost my grandpa this year, too.
Be strong, cherish the memories.
*big hugs jie*
This friday would be the third year my grandma's "gone" and i really feel for you jie.. Its okay to cry but you would really need to stand up strong and be the bubbly self you always are asap okay..
Know that we re always here for you and your muimui here will ALWAYS hear you out.
Im sure your kung kung is happily living beside God where he can praise Him for eternity and you all will someday meet him again~ love you jie~
He is a better place now dear… And u did managed to say goodbye to him for the last time. I wasn't there when my only grandpa passed away 3years ago… and I cried so hard that day.. Be strong and keep praying for him.
You made my wanna cry too…. :S
I've got not much memories of both my grandparents as they passed away when I was very young. I can only remember my grandma leaving the porridge on the table to cool down for me to eat. I'm envious of those who are close with their grandparents.
Stay strong,I'm sure your grandpa don't wanna see you cry too. *hugs*
Stay strong k? Your poem is beautiful, I'm sure he'll love it. I lost my grandfather too a while back,so i know exactly how you feel. Just stay strong k? Shoulders are everywhere for you to lean on.
This is a really great poem.
I didn't even get to meet any of my grandparents but I can imagine how painful it is to lose someone you love.
Stay strong. 🙂
It's always a pain to lose someone, but that happens coz u had good times with that person. Of course, the better the times u had together, the worse the pain will be. So at least u know, it was worth every moment spent with your grandpa. Awesome pome. May he rest in peace too. Take care a'ight jess?
hey Jess, awesome poem it is.
and i'm sure your kung kung is really proud of having a granddaughter like you.
life goes on and the pain will reduce when time passes by.
hope to see your happy face when i get to meet you k, i bet he would also wan you to live on happily. =)
Great piece of poem babe. And my condolences to you… *HUGS* It'll be a lie to say that I understand what you're going through, but be strong. I'm sure your grandfather would want that too.
Be Strong Jess…
I kinda envy you…
coz i dun have any memories about grandpa…
they never here when i start to learn words…
u got an awesome grandpa, keep this sweet memory for yourself and move on.
I bet he watching up there and hope you do all you best in your life 🙂
Go on and cry your heart out, but dun forget to pick yourself up after that. It's really ok to cry 🙂
I can feel how hard it is coz I been through this but only that I was much younger then. I think you're lucky coz you have had him, shared beautiful memories and learnt a lot from him. It's ok to cry, but I believe you'll learn something over time and eventually become a better person.
Hey dear, just found out this from my brother. I'm so sorry to hear about this. Don't be sad girl. Your kong kong has been very very proud of you. He was a really great man and good uncle! He will rest in peace. Stay strong.
I'm in china now, please help to send my condolences to your family.
love, wai ying
reading this makes reminds me of my grandfather who passed away in 2008 my grandma passed away 8 months after him..it was unexpected, we're unprepared and i wish God could just give me a little more time with them
I totally understand what you're going through now…
Love your poem. Stay strong k? He's at a happier place now. I bet he's smiling as he looks down from heaven watching you grow up =) Even though he has left, he's watching over you. He'll be happy smiling just watching you moving on and living a happy life.
Stay strong k?
hun…i heard bout it…by the way…be strong…human beings need to experience every life stages…as long as..he had his happy life…as long as he owned the most precious moment and love from u all… be strong !
be strong 🙂 ur grandpa will peace in ur mind ..
he stood strong for u whn u needed him..
nw,he wan u to be strong wif ur own feet..
i kno u cn do it jess!
u'l meet him in heaven someday..
good,old grandpa wil wait for his red,loving baby..
my condolence to u..
i've already said what there is to say. what a lovely post..
so ppl, this is the time when we should appreciate our elderly generation more, before it's too late…
i had my tears when i read this ,
nice poem ,
I understand your lost as I attend my grandma and also my friend's funeral at the same year…
the pain in unbearable….
sorry to hear about that..
i know exactly what you're going through
as i also lost my grandmother last week
well all we can do is just move on
and know that they're in a better place now=) cheer up kay?
the poem is soo touching. it made me cry 🙁
be strong yaa
so sorry to hear ab that… be strong ya….
my heartfelt condolences to you and your family, Jess.. and i teared reading the touching poem u wrote for ur kung kung.. T__T
Good morning Jess,
I know today is a hard day for you and please accept my deepest sympathy for your loss…and in many ways, OUR loss!
Indeed, your kung-kung was a very, very great man-before you even came to earth, he taught & showed me to always control and never to lose my temper & I'll always remember him for showing me what sea dogs even were and what it really meant by fresh cow milk!
No tears, sweetie…rather than be sad today, let's CELEBRATE his very fulfilling, meaningful life! Amen.
In my prayers today,
be strong love.
at least you know he's having a better life now, especially when he's called back to the Lord. 🙂
So sorry to hear. Looks like he was a great guy. Hope you'll feel better soon…
Sniff, sniff. Don't cry, he'll be sad if he sees you cry.
Wei, ur poem make me cry leh..
The problem is im at office.. People thought duno what happen coz i suddenly cry..
T_T take care. byebye Jess's Grandpa.
Even the best of us have to go some time… dun worry about crying, it isn't weak to cry.
Your poem is a strong testimony to him. Condolences again to you and your family.
to my dearest readers,
thank u so very much for each n every one of your comforting words and encouragement. Throughout the entire 3 days of the funeral procession, your comments kept coming in one by one. And it kept me strong the entire day. I read every word of what you had to say (so did mom) and yes, i cant agree more to most of u. I thank God for putting a stop to his pain and death is indeed part of life. People move on. In due time, so will me and you. Even last nite during an event, there were ppl who gave me hugs and told me their own experience of losing a loved one & how they r still watchin over us. All those made me understand better and accept this universal fact of life. Im just gonna miss him so damn much thats all. Love u all for all the support n strength you've given to my family and I.
That's a beautiful poem, and a very sweet post too 🙂 May your grandpa rest in peace. And take care jess! 🙂
havin gone thro tis experience wil definately make us cherish and luv those bloved ones who r stil kickin, only an insensitive heartless sob is not emotionally shaken by yr poem, dun wori..your kungkung is now a saint up there
much love to u guys. thanks so much fo d encouragement n support <3