I’m not sure how it will happen 
Maybe you will come to me in a dream 
or at the end of a river that stretches on for days 
You and I will meet again

I will never forget you my baby 
or the fine man you have become 
You are a saver of lives 
Where was your savior when you needed one?

It is so like you to leave this world 
on your own terms during the rains 
But you leave us in turmoil 
and me in nearly unbearable pain

It is so hard to come to see you 
but now I know you are at peace 
Soon I set sail on the sea of light 
after I pick up the pieces you leave

Why does it take your final act 
to give my life a greater sense of purpose? 
People ask me if I feel your spirit 
I answer yes! This inspiration is yours!

Someday our ships will cross at sea 
so you and I can meet again 
It may be soon, it may be later 
until then I await the rains

RIP Greg ~ listen —> You and I will meet again