My grandfather died last night

May 12, 2006 11:09

From all old seamy throats of elders, musty books, I've salvaged not a word. In a dream I walked with my grandfather by a dark lake and the old man's talk was filled with incertitude. I saw how all things false fall from the dead. We spoke easily and I was humbly honored to walk with him deep in that world where he was a man like all men. From the ( Read more... )

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::hugs you:: thetruth71 May 14 2006, 07:13:03 UTC
Im sorry chey, my Godspeed his soul to the heavens

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