Reflections Of Grandad

If grandad really loved me...
(He told me so, he said)
He recited scary stories
As I lay in my bed.

He lit the fire that warmed me
And kept it burning bright,
It gave me cheer throughout the day
And comfort through the night.

He shared my weekend tea with me,
We two a jolly team;
Pouring out the ginger beer
And serving cakes and cream.

His cleverness he lent to me
And showed me what to do
He taught me how to spell my name,
Keep my own council too.

But grandad never told me,
And I could ne'er perceive;
If grandad really loved me so
Why, then, did he leave?