Grandaddy

When the snow fades in the sun
When my beard is turning white
In the garden with my son
Chasing after butterflies
I can feel you close (in the shape of a tree)
I can feel you close (in the flight of a bee)
And it makes me smile
When once in a while
You come and say hi
When I land upon my feet
When grandma’s on the phone
When I let somebody win
When I go to funerals
I can feel you close (in a day at the sea)
I can feel you close (in the late summer heat)
And it makes me smile
When once in a while
You come and say hi