Holding Hands With Blue Jeans

I reach, into the hereafter,
holding hands with "Blue Jeans."
The spirit of my Sandy,
no stranger to the One Above
when nothing else matters,
except for life and family.  
Forever, where you go,
I will follow your breath.
Touching your soul with my pulse
as God pulls up a Gospel,  
and I offer him a beer.
Loving you so much, for being you,
holding hands with "Blue Jeans."