The Soul Fish

As wandering down onto the sunny, seashore one day My grandfather and I, on the water’s edge, we stayed The gentle ebb of the waters flowed in and out it goes Lapping with delightful sensation in between, my toes Just at the water’s edge, very faintly you could just see A very flat sole fish just wavering and looking up at me Grandfather said, of this fish we should always respect For inside this sole fish, a dead departed soul was kept I looked at the fish and the sole fish looked back at me Within its eyes, the soul of the departed, looking at me Now my Grandfather has now departed and I’m bereft For a heartfelt message which just for me he never left Now with each day, it is down to the water’s edge I go As waiting, for my beloved Grandfather’s, soul to show