If someone should ask for me Tell em heaven is where I'll be I've finished all my life's chores And now I fish on heavens shores The view is grand and the fishings great But I yearn for you as I wait I'll save a spot on the rivers bend For all those I call family and friend But for now sail out to sea And make a cast in memory To all the good times that you had With me your friend, grandpa.. Your dad And if the fish no longer bite Or seem no longer worth the fight Because it's me you are missing Don't worry be glad, I've only gone fishing This poem was written by David Ritter I will miss or chats and fishing days

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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.