Dear Grandfather, Dear Bobby Jones
Father, look from this heart.
For you no eyes to see
the family you found, you chose,
waves with love, and the motion
of rolling times.
As your daughter’s smiling worry,
looks back of her sons,
with pride, she lets them go.
So with stumble step,
jets roar, fires burn and ink dries
towards yet more life in pages.
Your family begins again.
Till next we meet,
in this heart
With love, Nathan Graham.