July 7, 2009
By ♥megz♥ BRONZE, Cannington, Other
♥megz♥ BRONZE, Cannington, Other
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Though time it may so seemingly be,
Deprived of ones forgotten past.
So swift it seems to pass us by,
So slow it seems to bid goodbye.
Momentarily as we stand,
Our presence as it stares us down.
Subconsciously we all do hold,
A reflective image of those within.
When times undone,
And all is past,
Our angelic wings pleat inner peace.
Rest in peace my grandfather Glen.

The author's comments:
written in memmory of my grandpa, forever in my heart & always ily! ♥

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