For My Granda....

Time passes an eternity as I sit herewatching, waiting, praying, hoping, wishing
to no avail as the sun sets on the horizon.
Despite waiting for what seems forever,everything remains unchanged.
It's the same today as it was yesterdayand as the days I spent here with you.
The crystal waters lapping upon the sandthe dunes hiding things around the corners,
a dene left to malevolent beastiesclambering among the dewdrops and daisies,
the birds in the sky call your name
as their swooping wings narrowly miss you.
The pitter-patter of the marching antsas they hunt for food.

Isn't it amazing how a wondrous place
can spark many memories of yesteryear,
Childhood memories of a treasured Granda
Who has travelled from one life to another,
Taking with him memories of love from a child

This has actually been published...