About the Poem
I wrote this during the days I was home from school, after my grandfather's passing. I could only hope to cope with the pain by expressing it in words, but words that expressed it for me.
People have read this poem and not understood that it came from the heart of a teenager struggling with the first close death in her family. Well, that's me.
She Was Just A Teen
|by Jessica Twyman|
|She was just a teen and he was over the hill.
The little lady didn't know why her grandpa had to go,
But she had a mysterious dream - he came down from the sky.
He said to her, Baby I'm all right, don't worry and don't you cry.
Then he gave her a hug and drove back to the kingdom above.