I’m at the park, grandpa pushing me on the swing

Just a kid, running circles around him, every lap adds to the rings

Grandpa stands still as a tree, smiling, watching

I take it for granted, no concept of this moment that is so brief and fleeting

I’m growing older, climbing higher

He was there on my journey, helped me put out the fires I played with, no surprise there

Giving me advice, he saw himself through me,

Knowledge was his superpower, thriving through history

Didn’t cry when he died, melanoma

I was 16, selfish, kept all my emotions held in, till it finally burst, micronova

His light shines through me, I live by his mantras:

Never say never, be kind, don’t swear,

Most importantly, it’s your life, take chances,

If not now, when?