By Julie M Bowker I miss you more and more as each year goes by. Every time I think of you it brings tears to my eyes. I gave you a little heart shape glass box. You said you would keep it forever. That it reminds you of me. You used to set me upon your knee and tell me stories. Hold me and tell me you’ll love me always. How I miss you, Grandpa Smarr. I look up towards Heaven and I know you are among the stars. Each year I think of you and wonder why. I never did get the chance to say goodbye. How that brings tears to my eyes. I Love You, I will never forget you. I miss you, Grandpa Smarr. You will live on forever in the stars.