It is time to travel,

Back home.

To see my love,

my family,

my friends.

I’ll miss my family,

from the other side of the world.

I’ll miss you grandpa.

I’ll miss your sharp, crude jokes,

your laugh,

your complaints,

your stories of fishing, boating, hunting, and jokes.

I’ll miss you crossing the line,

rilling people up,

apologizing.

I’ll miss the way you make me feel,

your gruff, funny vibe,

that makes everyone around each other tease a little more.

I’ll miss your love.

I already miss the lawn mower,

and ants,

and boats,

fishing,

pickaxe,

car.

I already miss so much of you,

I don’t want to say goodbye anymore,

especially this last time.

I’ll listen to my mother and work hard.

I love you,

Lucas

It is time to travel,

Back home.

To see my love,

my family,

my friends.

I’ll miss my family,

from the other side of the world.

I’ll miss you grandpa.

I’ll miss your sharp, crude jokes,

your laugh,

your complaints,

your stories of fishing, boating, hunting, and jokes.

I’ll miss you crossing the line,

rilling people up,

apologizing.

I’ll miss the way you make me feel,

your gruff, funny vibe,

that makes everyone around each other tease a little more.

I’ll miss your love.

I already miss the lawn mower,

and ants,

and boats,

fishing,

pickaxe,

car.

I already miss so much of you,

I don’t want to say goodbye anymore,

especially this last time.

I’ll listen to my mother and work hard.

I love you,

Lucas