Only Time Will Tell

The sky had tuned cold
On a late Monday morning
It was the time of a funeral
And everyone was mourning

Little Timmy had just lost
His grandpa that day
But what made it worst
It was on his birthday

No time for celebration
No one was in the mood
For his grandfather died
While he was still in school

Everyday of that week
Little Timmy went to his graveyard
And he cried and cried
Till his eyes turned hard

But on one rainy evening
He went to see his grandpa
But the tombstone was shattered
And the lines looked like scars

Timmy dropped to his knees
Consumed in fear
Then a voice came from behind him
'Timmy what are you doing here?'

There was his grandpa
Standing tall and stout
Timmy stood in astonishment
Overtaken by doubt

'Grandpa, how could it be?
This cannot be true'
'Dead or alive my grandson
I'll always be with you'

Timmy ran towards him
And flung his hands in the air
His heart was filled with excitement
His eyes was filled with tears

'Grandpa, grandpa
We must tell the rest'
'I don't have much time Timmy
Only five minutes left'

'Why grandpa?
Where do you have to go?'
'To a new life Timmy
Soon you shall know'

'But grandpa, grandpa
When will I see you again?'
Only time will tell Timmy,
Only time my friend