R.I.P/

The time has escaped from me, I look up at the sky as it starts torain, I lie in the wetgrass, An therain pours down on me, I love how with rain, It blends in easilywith my tears, It covers upmy pain, An no one can really tell; A rose in my shakeinghands, I try to catch my breath, Truth be told, I'm really missing him, Imourn over his death... I'm standingat my Grandfathers grave, I remember the day very clear, When his eye's went blank, An the life in him disappeared. ~Missing You~