Grandpa I hear you, I
know you are near,
Your violin I hear on
breezes, chasing my fear,
You may be in heaven, yet
still here at home,
I know because you told
me, I´d never be alone.
Grandpa I hear you, I
know you´re still around,
Your old violin I hear,
in all nature´s soft sounds,
You´re in pattering of
rain & sweet voices of birds,
I know because you told
me, in your very own words.
Grandpa I hear you, at
night & in bright sunny day,
Your old violin I hear, while
in the sunshine I play,
You´re in my midnight
dreams, drying my shed tear,
I know, because I hear
your violin & know you are near.
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