Where did he go? That boy of ours? Why did he leave us Bereft, with tear streaked hearts. Hearts that can never heal. Tears that will never dry. Sadness waits us each morning And tucks us in each night. But Mom, Dad, I had to go…I had pain to leave behind … And stars to ride and Jupiter and Mars waiting for me I was just a boy-man with chains around my mind… They’re gone now and it’s so wonderous to be free I won’t go far, I’ll meet you when it’s your time, and I’ll hear you from wherever I may be. And Mom, Dad, don’t be sad… I’m free. -Grandma Sharon