The Send Off

We drove behind the big red car

That carried you all the way home

With voices high and hands held low

Someone spoke of how you made it through

You aim high

The to and fro

Oceans deep

And gardens grow

Silver and gold we are young we are old

And time takes time takes time takes time

So we stood by as they laid you beside

All the ones you lost long ago

In the bright white glow of the sun on the snow

We held on tight and let you go

The send off chime

Oh the way of your love

Your hands in mine

Are all I thinking of

The waiting rhyme

And you somewhere above