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Published: Feb 2006
Whispers In The Wind
I watch the sun setting over the field.
The wind chimes dangling in the breeze,
Reminding me of peacefulness.
It is then, that I think of him.
The gentle, caring, tender man
Who was always there
To hold my hand.
This man I remember through the years
Who taught us all about many things...
Use your manners, don't talk back
Be a good girl now, I'll tell Grandma
to get you a snack.
The man when I was little
Had hand braces and a cane.
Many days he was so sick,
Yet he tried not to show his pain.
He built his wife a home on the river.
He built it for all of us too.
Never would he leave anyone out...
Around him there was peace, hardly ever
Years passed by and we grandkids grew up
But he loved us still even more.
Never did he ask us but once...
He was always there,
Doing things with us was n'ere a chore.
This man believed strong in family
and always had faith in God.
He held us together for o'so long
For in his heart, that's where we all BELONG!
I'll never forget the day of the news
When my dad came to get me teaching at
Your granddaddy has had a heart attack,
We have to get ready, now go home and pack.
The journey to Chapel Hill was long.
I couldn't cry, I had to be strong.
I remember seeing Grandma at first
So pale, so alone, I thought I would
He's better, she said, Go 2 at time.
So we each awaited our turn.
When I walked in, he smiled and said, Hey.
My insides started to burn.
They say he was better
Probably gonna get well...
we stayed that night
and drove home to change.
24 hours passed, and the phone rang again...
He's had another attack
The family up and traveled I-40 back.
Emotions were high! People were tense.
Only three days had passed and it
seemed so immense.
It was Sunday now,
The doctors called us in.
It was only a matter of time.
Each of us took turns, sitting by his