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One Year Since You Passed Away

It has been one year since you passed away,
Yet somehow, I still feel you every day.
Not in the flesh, but in the quiet air
A sacred whisper, soft, and everywhere.

You walked me through this life with patient hands,
And now you walk in Heaven’s promised lands.
I close my eyes and feel your spirit near,
A gentle peace that whispers, I’m still here.

You taught me faith without a single word,
Your prayers were seen, your heart was always heard.
You showed me love that never had to shout
A steady grace that cast all shadows out.

I know your soul has found its rightful place,
Resting in light, embraced by boundless grace.
And though I mourn, I do not walk alone
Your legacy still anchors me like stone.

A year has passed, but love has never died;
You live with God and walk still by my side.

You weren’t just (Grand)daddy you were my guide,
The one who stood forever by my side.
You taught me strength wrapped gently up in care,
And love that time could never tear.

Your stories shape the way I see the world,
Your wisdom in my heart still gently swirled.
I see you in the things I do and say,
In quiet moments, and the light of day.

Though you’re not here, your spirit leads me still
Your voice, your love, your ever-steady will.
Time may move on, but grief has learned to stay;
I miss you, (Grand)daddy, more than words can say.

It has been one year since you went away,
And still, I search for words I cannot say.
Your laughter lingers softly in the air
A ghost of joy that’s always everywhere.

I speak your name in whispered prayer at night,
Hoping you see this small and steadfast light
The flame you sparked, still burning, still inspired.
Though grief is heavy, love has not retired.

Time moves on, but memory stands still.
I miss you deeply. I always will.



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