i’m thinking about getting another tattoo.
four lines from a song my grandpa loved…
one of our sweet neighbors sang it at his funeral.
when i listen to it, i think of my cute little grandpa’s face, and smile.
and shed a few tears too.
I’ll find you in the morning sun
and when the night is new
I’ll be looking at the moon
but I’ll be seeing you.
love you grandpa. happy late father’s day.