The year my Grandpa Chesney died and went away
Our Grandma was never the same after that day
we would go to visit, year after year
But, nothing we did would bring her cheer
Mom took us there when summer came
We didn’t want to go but we did just the same
Mama thought it would do grandma good
It never did and we never understood
Grandma’s loss was too deep and she just cried
She was downhearted up to the day she died
It was sad that she never let us children in
It was a situation where no one wins
I understand the sadness that comes from losing a loved one
As I think of grandma now, it helps to know that things aren’t done
In God’s loving memory grandpa and grandma are safe
They couldn’t be in a better place
