I’m not sure how it will happen
Maybe you will come to me in a dream
or at the end of a rain-swollen river
that flows into the sea

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