you never really left

Granddad,

I think of you as a ship, that way it’s never really goodbye,
When you can watch the white sail slowly move away
Until it reaches the horizon and fades into the sky

It may have been your time to set sail
But there will always be someone there waiting on the shore
Until the time comes for you to come home again

Because just like a ship, you never really left,
You are lost from my sight but close to my heart
And when it’s my turn to sail over the horizon

It’ll be as though we were never really apart.

Keep smiling, Granddad.

xx