Happy Birthday

A birthday present to my Gramps, Hugh McCorkidale Young. Heaven has a place for you Unswaying was your faith in such Goodness always will shine through Holding on to that has been my crutch Many others knew you well Cokey, heard of through the town Countless tales they had to tell Of all the men, you held the crown Real though it is, it's hard to believe Know as I do the ways of the world In the fact that you could ever leave Darkening my mind till my thoughts unfurled Aloud, I cannot bring to bear Lonely I must hold my heart Even by myself I fear Your absence will tear me apart Onwards though the world must move Unendingly your memory will stay No-one has forgotten you Gone though you are, you'll never fade.