Grandpa Part 3

by Red   Jul 12, 2006


I wish that no pen or paper was every made at the moment. I wish my head was blank so I could not fell these emotions and words fill me. I think that everyone here thinks that. This doesn't have to be the day of pain. No. It may be the day of grief and those lost memories of long ago. Do not let the fallen be lost within our thoughts and dreams. Let them stay and live on through us. As he is still with us. Not in body but in soul. In everyone that he loved or loved him.
Don't cry for the loss of him as there is never a good-bye. So as of now his smile, laugh, and way of life are mere memories now. He will always be my grandpa, a husband, father, brother and friend.
So in our farewell, I as along with many others wish him a see you later.

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