The Memory of a Grandfather
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Although I knew you not for long,
your voice, your hand, that mourning song.
Stood here, a man who knew
the way, the flight
of dawn’s first light.
Have I remembered that dire day?
For sure, for sure, that memory stays.
And when th’ light will fade from view,
God’s hand shall bring the morning dew.
The path long, the journey hard,
but you held on, enjoyed th’ ride.
I speak not from memories my own,
but of others who knew that which sown.
Here lies a man, so soft, so slight,
but I know now he’s taken flight.
Upon the wings of forever’s promise.
No tears, no pain, that’s all forgotten,
you’re here no more, but we won’t be sullen.