Her smile

Her Smile
this is to my grandmother jennie copple

So precious and dear
She was so tiny and fragile
When she died I didn't want to hear
All I wanted was to see her smile

I'll never see her again
But I know she's doing fine
One day I'll take that train
And I'll be standing in line

And she'll meet me with a hug
And we'll shed tears of joy
Then I'll give her a tug
And she'll look down and see my boy

And then I'll see her smile
And we'll be happy like before
Then like her I'll take that walk
And be with her like before