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Passionate Disgrace...
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Goodbye Grandad
I hope I have the strength to read this at the funeral, I hope it's not hated by my family...
Goodbye Grandad
Goodbye is never easy to say,
And harder when you’ll never say hello again.
But it’s just a question of time,
A simple matter of when.
Dying begins with life’s first breath,
And you don’t get a parade.
No thunderbolt will strike, no bell will sound.
But the love will never fade.
Love is eternal,
Love is forever
Though we are apart
We remain together
Memories will always bring about emotion,
They’ll make you laugh, smile and even cry.
But they also do something rather extraordinary,
They keep a loved one very alive.
So say how you feel about him,
Tell him how much you cared.
How you’re sad he’s gone
And didn’t get to say what you’ve shared.
For we are all in shock,
Can’t believe he’s not here.
Not telling the family stories,
Not ordering a beer.
Now to tell a special moment,
That transpired between him and I.
Though I try not to think about it,
Because it makes me cry.
I once asked grandad for his help,
With my assignment for school.
To tell me about the great depression,
About which; he was no fool.
He told me what he remembered,
How it was when he was five.
All the hard times he went through,
And how he came out the other side.
And together we wrote pages of notes,
I flew through my assignment because it was real.
Because the way grandad told it,
Really made me feel.
That’s how he was with everything,
He was a great Aussie and a good man.
A friend to everyone who knew him,
Always keen to lend a hand.
He could never fail me,
He was a hero in my eyes.
He will always be that hero,
Cause a hero never dies.
And I might cry when I think of him,
Cause I am sad that he’s not here.
But I will smile in the end,
Because a drop of joy goes with each tear.
Just for knowing him I am blessed,
And without him I wouldn’t have been born.
So I know I am grateful to him for a lot,
And for all those reasons do I mourn.
I look at Nana and I see undying love and strength,
I look at my father and see a bit of grandad.
I look at Aunty Glenda and notice the daughter in her,
And us grandkids who are all so sad.
So grandad here’s to you,
A fair dinkum Aussie no doubt.
We’ve all lost a man we treasure,
And the hard lesson is to learn to live without.
We’ll all see you someday,
Holding open a gate with a smile.
Welcoming arms waiting for each of us,
Now that’s what is worthwhile.
Goodbye Grandad, we love you.
I hope I have the strength to read this at the funeral, I hope it's not hated by my family...
Goodbye Grandad
Goodbye is never easy to say,
And harder when you’ll never say hello again.
But it’s just a question of time,
A simple matter of when.
Dying begins with life’s first breath,
And you don’t get a parade.
No thunderbolt will strike, no bell will sound.
But the love will never fade.
Love is eternal,
Love is forever
Though we are apart
We remain together
Memories will always bring about emotion,
They’ll make you laugh, smile and even cry.
But they also do something rather extraordinary,
They keep a loved one very alive.
So say how you feel about him,
Tell him how much you cared.
How you’re sad he’s gone
And didn’t get to say what you’ve shared.
For we are all in shock,
Can’t believe he’s not here.
Not telling the family stories,
Not ordering a beer.
Now to tell a special moment,
That transpired between him and I.
Though I try not to think about it,
Because it makes me cry.
I once asked grandad for his help,
With my assignment for school.
To tell me about the great depression,
About which; he was no fool.
He told me what he remembered,
How it was when he was five.
All the hard times he went through,
And how he came out the other side.
And together we wrote pages of notes,
I flew through my assignment because it was real.
Because the way grandad told it,
Really made me feel.
That’s how he was with everything,
He was a great Aussie and a good man.
A friend to everyone who knew him,
Always keen to lend a hand.
He could never fail me,
He was a hero in my eyes.
He will always be that hero,
Cause a hero never dies.
And I might cry when I think of him,
Cause I am sad that he’s not here.
But I will smile in the end,
Because a drop of joy goes with each tear.
Just for knowing him I am blessed,
And without him I wouldn’t have been born.
So I know I am grateful to him for a lot,
And for all those reasons do I mourn.
I look at Nana and I see undying love and strength,
I look at my father and see a bit of grandad.
I look at Aunty Glenda and notice the daughter in her,
And us grandkids who are all so sad.
So grandad here’s to you,
A fair dinkum Aussie no doubt.
We’ve all lost a man we treasure,
And the hard lesson is to learn to live without.
We’ll all see you someday,
Holding open a gate with a smile.
Welcoming arms waiting for each of us,
Now that’s what is worthwhile.
Goodbye Grandad, we love you.
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