You helped me see the beauty
in my dreams,
and made them all the more
worth dreaming.
You held the vastness of all
in your eyes.
You kept the circle intact
with love in your heart.
You held heavy responsibility
lightly with love.
You shared and sang and listened
until your soul must have rung
with the din of it.
And you enjoyed life and living -
appreciating the gifts
most of us deny.
Thank you, Grandfather, for
your many teachings.
May my heart song
bring you
joy.
Aho Mataquiesen.
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