Inspire

I wrote this for my Papa (Grandfather) after he died

Inspire

The ones that Inspire
Don’t always now it,

Fate has always been curl
And
It’s will never change

We mostly Inspire after were gone
Or
With out ever knowing it.
And
We seldom
Tell
The once that Inspire us

But we always regret
We didn’t

But there are some
That we could never had told
And
thus we should have.


The lose
Of
Thous that
Inspire
Is never
Fare
Or expected

At
Lest not
As soon as
They are

But the once that
Inspire
Are
Never forgotten