Ryan Henneberg
Goodbye Granddad A wall of marble and colored glass: The backdrop for words of life. A carefully laid flag: The covering for an extinguidhed life. The music is soft; ghe words speak of love. Daddy. Granddad. Family. A last look through teary eyes; the coffin is closed. Goodbye. You are already missed. A slow drive; a tree-lined path. The load is heavy; the burden is light. Placed over the grave beneath a gray sky. Now I don't want to let go. The notes from a bugle; the folding of a flag. Rain starts to fall. Last words of comfort; grimacing smiles. The sun comes out again.