Eyes

"Eyes"
Oct 5, 2005

In my grandpa’s eyes,
I thought that he was brave man.
He went to Vietnam before he rode a boat to the USA.
He was happy like you can’t see his melancholy in his eyes sight.
Do you know that he cared about his grandchildren a lot?
It’s was bliss until that accident.

He slips on a raw floor.
Slipping, slipping away out of our life.
Headed to heaven,
Where the angels are singing from the above,
Lie there in peace.
Please God let’s…him just
Rest in peace
Neither Heaven nor Hell
I paid my condolences,
Just by pray for you everyday