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fathomless It is perhaps, the end of the beginning.
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A Grandfather-granddaughter relationship. This is what it meant to me.

Hold on

First little steps I took, Tiny limbs that trembled and shook,

First little steps I took, Tiny limbs that trembled and shook, The day, in my memory ever so bright, You clasped my tiny hands in yours, tight.

Ways of the world you taught, Nay guided, together we faught,

Ways of the world you taught, Nay guided, together we faught, The gentle tears of uncertainity I shed, Your hands never stopped carresing my head.

The white stubble on your cheek, My hands grazing it, a joyful squeak,

The white stubble on your cheek, My hands grazing it, a joyful squeak, The wrinkled soft skin, Our michevious smiles akin.

Years passed by, I grew, Entered the stage of life as time flew,

Years passed by, I grew, Entered the stage of life as time flew, Your knees grew weaker, your sight dimmer, Our love for each other in it's brightest shimmer.

Your hand you then let me hold, Reversing the roles so old,

Your hand you then let me hold, Reversing the roles so old, The day, in my memory ever so bright, You held on to my hand so tight.

I felt sheltered and warm, Just as I was as a child, away from harm,

I felt sheltered and warm, Just as I was as a child, away from harm, For you always had that way, Of making me feel nothing could go astray.

Memories of my childhood, An old man and a little girl there stood,

Memories of my childhood, An old man and a little girl there stood, Reasons to laugh so many, Content in each other's company.

Yet again beginning them fears, Coursing through my face silent tears,

Yet again beginning them fears, Coursing through my face silent tears, For time flew by too fast, It all anchored to the past.

When the end came you knew, The nightingale's symphony anew,

When the end came you knew, The nightingale's symphony anew, The day, in my memory ever so bright, One last time, you held on to my hand so tight.

You the man who taught me selflessness, In your absence abandoned me in this deep mess,

You the man who taught me selflessness, In your absence abandoned me in this deep mess, Every part aching, Limbs trembling and shaking.

On sunny days I see, The dandelions running so free,

On sunny days I see, The dandelions running so free, The furry beard so white, I stare at the beautiful sight.

Alone down the path I walk, I see an old man listen to his little one's excited talk,

Alone down the path I walk, I see an old man listen to his little one's excited talk, Actors in the same play, A play I knew end which way.

On a misty night, sleepless, Tears flowing as I lay vulnerable, helpless,

On a misty night, sleepless, Tears flowing as I lay vulnerable, helpless, The day in my memory, ever so bright, As to every piece of you I hold on so tight.

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