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this is a poem i wrote my grandfather when he passed away |
WITH YOU GONE With you gone, the world seems different The things I always thought I knew At once all changed in that one instant And gone with them in peace, was you. With you gone, I must open my eyes For you can’t lead me here anymore I must see for myself, I must say my goodbyes Even as my heart had ached for your soul. But with you gone, I gained new understanding That you were more than a blessing just passing through And though you’re gone, I’m still standing And that’s partly, mostly because of you. With you gone, the world has lost A dear friend and father But the Lord my God, the Lord of hosts Loves you dearly still as any other. I won’t remember your leaving For I’m not all alone In time joy will come, and lost bereaving. I’ll move on ‘cause you showed me how Even though you’re gone. |