Grandfather, Its Time To Go

Draw the shades and close your eyes, shielded from the sun or rain. Retreat into your own world and drift away. Listen to the silence as the mourners cleanse the room, left to their own thoughts and words, you can’t help anymore. Soar fierce in the breeze, smell the thunder, feel the rain, watch the clouds open welcoming you to the new world. Peace, Happiness and Grace be yours, Grandfather, it’s time to go.