Whittle

Whittle down the moments

To the ones that matter most

Take part in the life

That free your ghost

Of past and present

Embrace that from which you came

Into the world

And see the room ahead

With eyes a new

Blaze with hope

For a new you

Water to the Grave

I see a future

Not as bright as the past

As the water flows to the grave

Of my father

To know what a future without the man

Who made me who I am

Uncertain are the hopes

But as the rain washes over the place

Of eternal rest

I have the memories I cherish most

To be an anchor post in this life

I have love of the man who

Helped build me from the ground up

I hold this hope

And will never give up