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by Teresa Lynn Jan 24, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Your hands so soft your voice so sweet your eyes so full of joy you were my favorite the only one i loved you more than a thousand ton never a time when you lot me down always wearing a smile not a frown a winter day in January with little snow on the ground it was an early morning on a Saturday we both got a call with different destinations i received mine around eleven and found out you were going to heaven sooner than me you knew where you'd be in a place you never saw standing right there next to grandpa while you're up there I'm down here while the soft music plays i shed one tear seeing you there laying so still i suddenly get a deep chill never seen a prettier blue than the color i saw on you here it is another day one last time i see you lay looking down at the ground it's grandpa's grave and now your home bound i walk away in silence knowing you are safe turn wound to get one last look and think of all it took i picture you walking through the gates finally you see him grandpa waits now once again as he did before gets to have you back but as much as i know i have some ways to fall back into the arms of my beloved grandma