3 white feathers

I followed you through the light
For a brief moment I lost all sight

Here we are fishing white river
Hope i can be half the man and caregiver

Talked in the voice before all the pain
I listened like a kid the knowledge i gain

I gained all i am from you
Thank you grandpa all you were and do

Before i awoke we hugged and cried
You was the one taught honor and pride

I sat up in bed outside beautiful weather
Next to my fishing gear sat three white feathers
Written by Jiminex
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