Beautiful music and a poem. May love be the last thing we shall know.

My grandfather told me often. “Never leave with anger and negative words to someone you love. Better to hold silence if you are angry and tell them. I love you and I need you alive and strong. My door is wide open for you if you need a safe place to go. If you need anything, please ask. Sometime they may not return. Last words you spoke to them. Last memory of them, please make them happy and joyful.”

Johnnie