Jasper, Alabama U.S.A.
My Grandfather passed away last night, after suffering nearly a month in the hospital. If anyone would, please keep our family in mind as you pray.
An Unforgettable Thanksgiving
We picked out his clothes today.
Dark blue khakis and a button down shirt.
This is what he would have wanted.
No suit and tie.
Just his every day attire.
He endured a month of suffering,
Lying in a hospital bed.
He was strong to have held on
as long as he did.
But we knew he had to go.
November 22 was the day.
The day he was born.
The day he passed away.
Sixty-eight years of hard-living.
He'll surely be missed.
My Thanksgiving will be different.
There will be no family dinner,
Around a well set table.
Instead there will be tearful eyes,
Around an open casket.
An unforgettable Thanksgiving
Is what I will have this year.
But I now realize all the things
I have to give thanks for.
Even though he won't be here.
I'm Thankful for my memories.
I'm Thankful that he's watching over me.
And I know he'll be waiting
up at Heaven's Gate, just for me,
To greet me with a "Hi-Dy Lucy" like always.
And as I see him for one last time,
on this Thanksgiving day,
I'll thank God that he was my grandfather,
and that I was his grand-daughter.
Then say, "I love you" for the last time.
For this will be an unforgettable Thanksgiving.
And no matter what, he'll always be here.
If time cannot heal your pain, you can always cry on my shoulder. ~Jenn~
[This message has been edited by Lynn (edited 11-23-1999).]