Tuesday, June 2, 2009

In Memory Of Serina's Grandpa

two years ago today, serina's grandpa entered heaven.
he is still sorely missed by serina and her family felisol and gunnar and her grandma and uncle.
here is what serina wrote for her grandpa ljung after the funeral...

serina says,

Mother,this is how I think of Grand Dad, Serina says

Sonnet 18
by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


Felisol said...

Dear Terry,
He certainly is great, Our Savior.
That hymn was one of my father's favorites.
Thank you so much for making that wonderful picture and this moving post.
You are great too, my friend.
From Felisol

Amrita said...

Very special post this one is.

A grand tribute to a great husband, father and grandfather.

Lots of love,