Grandad Feelings subside as the#moonrests high, No doubt in my mind that your by my side, That day the wind blew the tears from my eyes, Rested like dew drops upon a broken shadow, Your last breath upon my cheek as strong as a gust from god, Rest softly on your cloudy pillow, You know where I am, I feel you here, but where? Just there no form or figure.
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