Grandad

I was far away when my grandad died

It was all so sad, everybody cried

He had guided me when I was a boy

If you'd known him well he'd fill your life with joy

Heard the wisdom of the things he used to say

Wonder how he'd see the world we have today

In his ninety years how the world did change

To have lived so long it must have felt so strange

In his final years he wrote some diaries

So he would leave behind his living memories

When he left in sleep he must have felt relief

But we were crying, left behind in grief