EULOGY

A eulogy I wrote for my dear friend David , who I've known forty years he passed away sadly with is grandson sat at his bedside day after day pleading for him not to die but his time had come. Grandfathers are like old sentinels that stand  guard over us in our early infant years , stolid as grandfather clocks their old heavy hearts pendulum a rhythm of life to our new born ears,
A mortal metronome that keeps a steady beat to the timpani of our tiny pattering feet

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