Grandpa is now in a place and form where all diseases of the flesh and mind can no longer touch him.
Safe travels, Grandpa...
Silas Junior Smith
Silas Smith was a gentle soul;
A simple smile could make you whole.
He'd give the shirt right off his back;
In love and faith, he did not lack.
A man of God, in word and deed;
Each step he took would plant a seed.
A seed of hope for those without;
He praised the Lord and was devout.
A faithful husband to his wife;
For Jean he'd gladly give his life.
More loving father, none could ask;
To raise four kids, his greatest task.
He bravely fought across the sea;
To save this land for you and me.
He loved to cut hair, swap and trade;
And through it all, a living made.
His life has been a shining light;
Protecting us with all his might.
My only wish, that he would see;
How much of him now lives in me.