your journey

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3/6 poem about my grandpa's death

Dancing  in the lights was that your face I saw?

Was it your touch?

I felt out lining my small delicate jaw?

Rest in peace my Love for your pain is at it's end.

Rest in peace as your journey comes to an end.

Turn around and face us and say your last goodbyes

Turn around towards the dazzling lights

Turn around and head to where a new journey lies

Don't worry about our tears

Don't worry about our fears

For we are thankful for the many shared years.

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