Bill Graham

In memory of Bill Graham

November 7, 2016.

Winter’s snow takes the autumn’s color away.

I must admit my world is cold and grey.

What do I do with this empty space?

Give me the strength to let your soul move on...to a better place.

In the night, I cry your name out loud

Even though you float way above the clouds,

And I can hear you calling down for me to move on now,

But letting go doesn’t mean my heart didn’t break.

Letting go doesn’t mean my hands still don’t shake.

Oh, how I miss your warm embrace.

Give me the strength

To let your soul move on

To a better place.

Kathy