By Evie Humphries – Granddaughter age eleven You may love the ones you leave behind Or the people still on earth You shall remember all the good times Because bad times could be worse Up above where the sky is red And the sun sets all sorrows Jesus will take your hand And guide you through tomorrow Just remember when the robin sings Or when the white feather falls down It is okay to cry Or just make no sound Goodbye Grandma For good lies ahead When you look down I will remember the memories when you were on the ground.