Initiating Poetry Sequence

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Started writing this and it somehow turned depressing. No idea why

Oh tell me the story
The youngest one asked
So Grandpa just grumbled and opened his flask
And took a long gulp of his  old sweetened brandy
A taste he embraced  and thought was quite dandy
"It all had started in midst of the war
Where we and the Germans would settle the score
Yet I was unneeded, in battle atleast
They sent me to countries right here in the east
His finger was pointing somewhere on the map
Older ones scoffing at his blatant crap
His stories grew wild each time he would tell
How he had met Ma at some old hotel 
On a trip to East for peaceful relations
That ended one night with joyful felations
Though after the stories he'd shed a few tears
The fact that his lover was no longer here
Tore into his heart more times he could bare
And then came the day he was no longer there
Away from the doctors, away from staff
No final words, only a laugh
Yet I believe there is nothing after this life
Atleast he's in nothing there with his wife