just the frame of something that once was grand
fight
there's nothing more we can do for you but ease the pain
fight
everywhere else we've found was nothing compared to now and what relief we found it.
fight
we all fill the room with love for you.
fight
we pray for you and bless you to know everything's going to be alright
fight
you're best friend is by your side every second and will be taken good care of we promise you that.
fight
good friends come to visit and the memories fly
fight
dad strums a song on the guitar and your eyes open wide so we can see your baby blues one last time
fight
the grand kids leave but you're not alone
fight
we love you and will miss you
peace
To a man who loved his family and did the best he could by them. Thank you for the good times and memories. You'll be missed.
Bye Grandpa.
3 comments:
My honest condolences.
The poem is very good.
Wendy,
I am sorry to hear about your loss. I hope that things are going well. Update me on your life when you get the time.
Wow. Simply beautiful, and powerful. Thank you.
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