A Grandfather's Dirge

iaian7 » blog » poetry   John Einselen, 13.09.08    

Hello my weeping daughter,
hello my bright eyed son…
Fear not for I am travelling,
to see beyond the sun.

Long have I walked these pastures,
to work and weathered hands…
And now to go before you,
to tread the golden lands.

(to be continued)