Tuesday, September 29, 2009

In Loving Memory of my Grandparents

The Luckiest - Ben Folds

(music only)


I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls
Brought me here

And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it everyday
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

What if I'd been born fifty years before you
In a house on a street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away

I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know we belong
That I know

That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

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2 Comments:

Blogger Jodi said...

I really don't know how to express how sorry I am for your loss. I love you. And I'm here, whenever you need me.

September 30, 2009 1:20 AM  
Blogger Helen Hassel said...

I love you! I'm so sorry.

October 01, 2009 1:43 PM  

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