My Grandfather was much more than just a grandfather he was also a person really close to me that helps me through difficult situations. He was a brilliant grandfather to not only me but to all of his grandchildren. Being one of his grandchilds, to me he was: Kind, Sharing, Loving and a very generous person who never did anything bad. After he died, I felt as if I had lost a really important person in my life, which is true. I hope that he will look over me and bless us all with health, wealth and happiness. Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. It was a great poem by Mary Frye. I miss my grandfather and no matter where I am I will think about him. Thank You. From Babu Patel.