I wrote this poem after my Grandpa Low passed away. I also had music written for it and sang it at his funeral with all the grandchildren. My grandpa was an awesome man. He would tell us stories about Great Grandpa Allred going after the Indian horse thief. My cousin Robi and I used to do performances on the big hearth in their house. Everyone would come in the living room and and watch us do our performances, and I'll never forget the look on Grandpa's face as we sang. Grandma had the same smiley look on her face too.
Dear Grandpa
As I walk through this existence
I'll recall the memories of you life
A smile will appear on my face
For time will not erase
Those memories
I hold deep in my heart.
As I recall those old stories
You would tell when I was young
And the songs we would sing
Made your face beam
Those memories
I hold deep in my heart.
And I know that where you are
Really isn't very far
I'm sure we'll talk again someday
We'll reminisce of the good times
We have missed
From a world of yesterday.
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How interesting that this would be on your post today. One of our good friends dad passed away today. He had a heart attack a couple of days ago which left him in a coma. I guess it was just his time to go. He was young. Probably early fifties, at the most. You just never know when God will be ready for you to return home.
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