From what I know of my dear old Grandpa Frank
He was never, EVER miserable... Come to think
From what I've been brought up to know
He always seemed to go with the flow
So now that he has passed
It's all too unbearable to grasp
Going to Grandma's will never be the same
Those games of poker will never again be played
All the booze in the fridge will soon enough disappear
And we'll all remember the amazing life he lived through the years

But I'm not done with my "Tale of Tears"
I haven't even begun to explain what you need to hear

Despite a great man's death
His journey through life is one I'm unable to forget
King of Calabasas, Since the day he was born
Fought for his country in the second world war
But it took a whole lot of cancer
And more drinking then I'm willing to do
To show this man the gates of Heaven..
And get him to walk through

It's hard to comprehend he's gone
He seemed too strong to move on
Unfortunatly, he really is deseased
It took me seeing him in a coffin to really think

And unto his body I moved closer and closer
Realizing this is closure
Slowly looking upon his dreaming grace
All too real for me to face
I quickly turned and walked away
Lowered my head in my hands with shame
Felt the tension in my cheeks
Eyes swollen and glazed to squeek
And then it hit be like an iron basket
The only Grandpa I ever knew was lying in that casket

So after the service
I gave Grandpa my last graces
Held his cold hands
Gave him a kiss goodbye
Told him I loved him and walked outside
Cryed once more for I still can't believe
The man who lived a thousand lives could actually leave

Friends and family gathered in the cemetary
The bagpipes played, the trumpet sang
And we all cryed
For the most loyal veteran under the sky


REST IN PEACE GRANDPA FRANK FARMER AKA DEET!