Farewell

[skinny killer]

Had to say good bye to my grandpa yesterday.

He died at age 73 peacefully in the hospital with grandma holding his hand.

R.I.P gramps....


"I never knew the dusk could seem so sad,
an empty aching in my soul.
In this bright hour I speak your name in the wind,
the shining world outlasts us all.

Even the mountains seem to know you're gone,
the foothills shimmer where they stand.
The sky is still and much too beautiful,
and I am missing you again."