A child, A soul (Pt. 2)

A child is born and the soul returns
But within this soul holds a new turn
A new twist to the tale that one forgot
A shock that felt like a bullet shot

The soul that had shifted though the time
The one that had spent time becoming refined
He was one I do hold dear
And now, forever, cannot be near

Your soul has moved and changed for the better
I try to live how you taught to the letter
I miss you incredibly and will keep you in mind
My eyes were open while others were blind

I hope your soul has found the home you seek
And my tone will be high when, of you, I speak
Until we meet, I will endure
But meet, we shall, of this, I am sure

((Dedicated to my granddad who died recently. I heard the news today and still am deeply in shock, but I will remember him and show my own children what he taught me, so that his soul may be remembered and lived on through my children. If no one else, granddad, I'll miss you...)