Bethany’s poem for Grandad Pops. Read at the funeral. Stay close by grandad pops and watch me play & grow. I’m grateful for the times we’ve shared and your love I’ll always know. I was your birthday present Grandad Pops, when you turned 80 years old. I lay on your knee, you smiled at me and gave me your hand to hold. My mummy says you were thrilled when I was born and cuddled me so tight. She also says I slept all day but kept her up at night! We went on holidays together and ate icecream by the sea. And you would watch me build sand boats like you used to make mummy. I liked to sing and play on the piano, which always made you smile. And then I’d sit with you and stroke your hand a while. We played dominoes, read books, and shared our snacks together. I wish grandad pops could do that with me forever! You always said I’m incredible and were shocked at what I could do. My mummy says I have your intelligence and that I remind her of you! Mummy & Daddy say they will always tell me stories about you, and how you love me, so; Your love and adoration for your little treasure il always know. Love Bethany x